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A collection of divine hymns, upon several occasions; suited to our common tunes, for the use of devout Christians, in singing forth the praises of God.
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his Israel His Glories bright display This this becomes them well To praise their God and say His glorious Grace And Mercy shines Beyond the lines Of Time and Place III. A Song of Praise prepare This work belongs to you Of Aarons house that are And Gods Domesticks too His glorious Grace And Mercy shines Beyond the lines Of time and place IV. All ye that fear the Lord All that his Laws obey Praise him with one accord Extol his name and say His glorious Grace And Mercy shines Beyond the lines Of time and place Part II. Praise for Protection I. O that I may record The kindness I have felt Did call upon the Lord When my sad Heart did melt With Anxious fear To my request When thus addrest He bow'd his Ear. II. How soon my fear was fled He having heard my voice Me out of trouble led Into a Paradice There I enjoy By him discharg'd By him inlarg'd Sweet liberty III. The mighty Lord of Hosts As chief is on my side I 'll not regard their boasts Who do my trust deride When God 's my friend Alas how can Poor feeble man With me contend IV. The Lord doth take my part With those that for me fight My foes shall backward start All vanquisht by his might In God to trust Is better than In Mortal Men Who are but dust V. Tho' Princes great in might Great Armies do command They safety seek by flight And fall by a strong hand In God to trust Is better than In Mighty Men That are but dust VI. To th'Father and the Son And Holy Ghost now be All Glory unto one True God and Persons Three As 't was for when Times measure ends His praise transcends All time Amen VII Glory to God on high And peace to men below Now God in Grace is nigh All blessings to bestow All glory then To th'Father to The Son also And Sp'rit Amen Hymn IX As Psalm 33. JUstice and Judgment he doth love His Goodness fills all coasts God by his word made Heaven above By 's Spirit form'd all their Hosts The Seas he in their Channels keeps Their heaps the Bellows cur'd In store-houses he lays the deeps O fear him all the World In awe of him let all men stand That dwell from Sun to Sun His work 's confirm his high command He spake and it was done The Counsel which the Heathen take The Lord doth bring to naught And mens devices vain doth make They no effect have wrought The Counsel of the Lord stands sure And so for ever shall Th' intentions of his Heart indure To Generations all That Nation 's bless'd whose Gods the Lord That people's bless'd whom he Hath chosen of his own accord His heritage to be Hymn XX. 2. Psalm VVHY do the Heathen rage and fret Till vain inventions tire The Kings on Earth themselves do set And Rulers do conspire His gentle Government they count Their Yoke his Laws their Chain Freedom they 'l have without controul No bands shall them restrain But God above will scorn their rage Their vain attempts deride His Power shall vex them and his Wrath Vex their defeated Pride Then shall his voice in Thunder ring His wrath on them shall fall His fury thus insenc'd shall bring Vexation on them all For all their spite Iv'e set my King Securely on his Throne And what I had decreed before Proclaim'd him now my Son This is the birth-day of thy Rule Thy Scepter I 'll advance O're all the Earth the Gentiles give For thine Inheritance And thou shalt break their power and strength As with an Iron Rod As Potsherds vile shall they at length Under thy foot be trod Be wise now therefore all ye Kings Ye Judges of the Land Be ye instructed in the things Ye ought to understand Serve ye the Lord with holy fear With trembling awe rejoice O Kiss the Sun lest that ye hear His angry threatning voice So should you perish from the way His anger thus exprest When 's wrath is Kindled once O they That trust in him are blest Hymn XXI Mr. J. G 's Hymn for the Sacrament ROuse up you dearly purchast Souls To praise the Lord above And with affections true and large Speak of his Grace and Love The Father Son and Holy Ghost By one consenting will Declar'd for ransoming lost Souls That Christ his blood should spill All with provision in the way Unto the Holy Land They are prepar'd by our dear Lord And brought us by his hand How sweet it is to banquet here Let feasted Souls declare How good to feed at such a feast Where such rich dainties are But what we do injoy on Earth Are but the crums that fall When Christ shall take us to himself We shall injoy our all How long dear Lord how long wilt thou Delay to take us up Our absent Souls do wait in pain With thee above to sup The Heav'ns a blessed song shall sing To Angel's God and ours When all the Saints shall enter in With most inlarged powers Hymn XXII For the Sacrament CHrist did contract with God Before the World began To save from Sin from Hell and Death In time distressed man Gods Justice was most strict The Debt must be paid down But man by sin Gods Image lost Which was his Strength and Crown Take up the Sword and slay This Enemy of mine Did Justice say when 't was inrag'd But Christ stept up in time O Justice stop thy hand Our Saviour kindly spake And if thou must have recompence Mans Debt I 'll undertake Come sheathe thy Sword in me Let man not be undone For now to suffer in his room A man I will become And what thou dost demand I 'll fully satisfie If nothing else will purchase life I am content to dye Ye Angels of the Lord Ye Saints that are above And all Redeemed Souls on Earth Praise ye this God of Love XXIV Sacramental Hymns LET those life-breathing lips of thine Be joyn'd O Christ to me Because thy Love excelleth Wine And all thy Saints love thee With Flagons of refreshing Joy And Comforts from above Stay me O stay me powerfully For I am sick of Love Beneath his shadow I was plac'd With very great content His fruit was sweet unto my tast His Word and Sacrament O draw me my dear Saviour With those strong Cords of Love And then shall we go after thee As fast as we can move Herein is Love not ours to God But his to us most large In sending down his only Son Our great Debts to discharge He sav'd us from the Wrath to come At that most dreadful day And was so good to shed his blood To wash our sins away Even Jesus Christ who sav'd us all From storms of future wrath Whose love to wash our sins away Made his own blood the Bath To him that on the Throne sets down And Christ the Lamb therefore Be Blessing Glory and Renown And Power for evermore Another HOsanna to King David's
sake I love this life And seek the life above But how I wonder did I come To prize and love thee so That as I love thee more or less My comforts come or go O God of Love make good thy word Love thirsting Souls to fill I hope of Love I hither came In hope depart I will A Song of Praise took out of the Revelation of St. John TO him that lov'd us for himself And dy'd to do us good And wash'd us from our scarlet sins In his most precious blood And made us Kings and Priests to God His Father infinite To him eternal glory be And everlasting might The Lamb is worthy that was slain Of Power and Renown Of Wisdom Honour and to wear The Royal Glorious Crown Amen Amen the Angels Cry Salvation is his due And we thro' all Eternity His praises will renew Thanks Glory Blessing Wisdom Might Honour and Power then Be to our God for ever more For evermore Amen A Song of Praise for Deliverance from Enemies Mr. M. O God who dost the World command Thou Check'st both Wind and Waves The Devils which like Lions Roar Are thine inchained Slaves The Sons of Rage are smoking Brands And Idols fear'd in vain Thou Lord the true and only God Their fury dost restrain Thou Lord didst smooth fierce Esau's brow And change his murm'ring breath Thou gav'st to him a Brother's heart Who vow'd his Brothers Death Angels do Arm at thy Command And Stars have shot their Dart Nature hath fought and Miracles Have took thy Churches part Thee Lord who still thy Church dost love All Creatures must obey And when for thine thou dost arise Their En'mies where are they I cry'd to Heav'n in my distress And to my God did flee He with compassion heard my cry He did arise for me With humble fear and thankful joy Lord at thy feet I fall Unfeignedly acknowledging That thou alone dost all Thou art all Love thou art all Pow'r And so thou art to me Blest be my God now and henceforth And to Eternity A Song of Praise for Joy in the Holy Ghost Dr. H. MY Soul doth magnifie the Lord My Spirit doth rejoyce In God my Saviour and my God I hear his joyful voice I need not go abroad for Joy Who have a Feast at home My sighs are turned into songs The Comforter is come Down from above the blessed Dove Is come into my breast To witness God's Eternal Love This is my heav'nly Feast This makes me Abba Father cry With confidence of Soul It makes me cry my Lord my God And that without controul There is a stream which issues forth From God's Eternal Throne And from the Lamb a living stream Clear as the Crystal Stone This stream doth water Paradice It makes the Angels sing One Cordial drop revives my heart Hence all my Joys do spring Such Joys as are unspeakable And full of Glory too Such hidden Manna hidden Pearls As worldlings do not know Eye hath not seen nor Ear hath heard From fancy 't is conceal'd What thou Lord hast laid up for thine And hast to me reveal'd I see thy Face I hear thy Voice I taste thy sweetest Love My Soul doth leap but O for wings The wings of Noah's Dove Then should I flee far hence away Leaving this World of sin Then should my Lord put forth his hand And kindly take me in Then should my Soul with Angels feast On Joys that always last Blest be my God the God of Joy Who gives me here a tast A Song of Praise for Peace of Conscience M. MY God my reconciled God Creator of my Peace Thee will I love and praise and sing Till life and breath shall cease My thoughts did rage my Soul was tost 'T was like a troubled Sea But what a mighty voice is this Which winds and waves obey God speaks the word peace and be still My sins those Mutineers With speed went off and took their flight Where now are all my fears The World can neither give nor take Nor yet can understand That Peace of God which Christ hath bought And gives me with his hand This is my Saviour's Legacy Confirm'd by his decease Ye shall have trouble in the World In me ye shall have peace And so it is the World doth rage But peace in me doth reign And whilst my God maintains the Fort Their Batt'ries are in vain The burning Bush was not consum'd Whilst God remained there The three when Christ did make the fourth Found Fire as meek as Air. So is my mem'ry stuff'd with sins Enough to make an Hell And yet my Conscience is not scorch'd For God in me doth dwell Where God doth dwell sure Heav'n is there And singing there must be Since Lord thy presence makes my Heav'n Whom should I sing but thee My God my reconciled God Creator of my Peace Thee will I love and praise and sing Till Life and Breath shall cease Hymn XLIV A Song of Praise for Pardon of Sin MY God a God of pardon is His Bosom gives me ease I have not do not please my God Yet mercy him doth please My sins aloud for vengeance call But lo a Fountain Springs From Christ's pierc'd side with louder cries And speaketh better things My sins have reach'd up to the Heav'ns But Mercies heighth exceeds Gods Mercy is above the Heav'ns Above my sinful deeds My sins are many like the Stars Or Sands upon the shore But yet the Mercies of my God Are infinitely more Manassah Paul and Magdalen Were pardon'd all by thee I read it and believe it Lord For thou hast pardon'd me When God shall search the World for Sin What trembling will be there O Rocks and Mountains cover us Will be the Sinners Pray'r But the Lambs wrath they need not fear Who once have felt his love And they that walk with God below Shall dwell with God above Rage Earth and Hell come Life come Death Yet still my Song shall be God was and is and will be good And merciful to me Hymn XLV Variety of Providences Psalm 147. Dr. W. GIVE Laud unto the Lord It is a pleasant thing His Praises to record And his sweet Songs to Sing Who on a Rock His Church erects And recollects His scatter'd Flock He heals the Heart contrite And binds up all their wounds He tells the Stars of Light Whose numbers so abound And he can call Each shining flame Of them by name He knows them all Great is this God of ours Yea most exceeding great His Pow'r above all Pow'rs And hath the Soveraign Seat And as his Might So likewise his Pure Wisdom is Most infinite O Salem praise the Lord Praise him O Sion-hill Who hath thy Gates well-barr'd And doth thy Cities fill Thy Peace full great He makes to be And filleth thee With Flow'r of Wheat Thro' th' earth his Mandats go His word most swiftly flies Like Wooll he giveth Snow His Frost as Ashes lies His Ice is roll'd As morsels and O who