's Crown doth flourish on his Head His House we are if we hold fast our confidence unto the last And firm rejoycing to the end whence still his Blessings down he 'l send It pleas'd our Lord and Master thus to give the Kingdom unto us Who are but low and in distress while shining in his Comliness When in the trying Season we did from his Cause and Banner flee And many did with Idols join yet thou took'st Pity upon thine Though great 's the Blow that did remove thy Servant whom our Souls did love And with fine Wheat had fed us Years that we were sunk in grief of Fears Yet though the Ship was tost in Storms our sleeping Lord secur'd from harm's And did a gracious Message send that we our evil ways amend Mr. H. Then bone to bone did come again through all the Visionary Plain The scattered Members did agree to dwell again in Vnity Oh! boundless Grace that did us know when we were scattered poor and low His Mercy doth for e're endure Oh Love eternal boundless sure Another Prophet came again Mr. S. with Prophesies a Second time We should return and build God's House and he anew would us espouse The Spirit of our Jesus came with that blest Word and did enflame Our Hearts with Zeal and holy Trust and made us favour Zion's dust We rose to build and Christ rose too his Goodness before us did flow His Glory did descend upon our Tabernacle and their shone To Zion then were great resorts and many flockt unto her Courts The golden Gate stood always ope then Achors Vally a door of Hope Oh! boundless grace that did us know when we were scatter'd poor and low His Mercy doth for e're endure Oh! love eternal boundless sure But then a sudden Cloud arose 'tween Christ and us did interpose A night comes on a dawning day our Glory soon was snach't away Our Gold grew on a sudden dim our Crown of Glory fell by sin Our sweet to Gall and Wormwood turn'd and Zion's solemn Meetings mourned Her Paths for the most part untrod deserted by an angry God Her Builders fail the Work doth cease they sliding were to sinful ease The forwardest began to shrink the bearers of the Burdens sink We spent our Months for to complain but then our Lord return'd again Oh boundless grace that did us know when we were scatter'd poor and low His mercy doth for e're endure Oh! love eternal boundless sure Then our beloved came a pace into his Garden with his grace Upon his Bride again to shine and brings his Hony Myrrh and Wine He joyful Messages doth bring makes us of Love and Mercy sing Then various Sinners a great Train are to this Zion born again Now Light and Life with Zion's King come to her Songs anew they sing And Zion's Gates are ope again unto her Flock a numerous train Her Converts very bright and fair her Stones the beauteous Saphires are The Lord their Fellows them above hath ' ointed them with Joy and Love The Lord doth for our quiet care his Arm too for us is made bare Though to this day we do provoke we murmur and we tempt this stroak Yet in this Israel he don't see perversness or iniquity Clad in the Righteousness of Christ our merciful and great High Priest We further glory shall behold he 'll for our Silver give us Gold We yet shall greater things receive if we hold on and do believe Because of all this mighty Grace at this high Throne and resting place We meet to offer up this day the Sacrifice of Thanks and Praise To him the God of Grace and Love that sits upon the Throne above That lives forever evermore we prostrate fall now to adore Worthy's the Lamb upon the Throne that once was slain that once did moan All Power Riches Strength to have all Honour Glory to receive O boundless Grace that did us know when we were scatt'red poor and low His Mercy doth for er'e endure O love eternal boundless sure HYMN LIV. LEt 's sing the praises of the Lamb whose Blood has made us bright And whose Obedience to the Law has made us Perfect white Yea we in him more righteous are then Adam er'e could be With an obedience God-like he O bey'd for thee and mee The Law is fully satisfi'd the Law is honoured too Not a meer Man God-Man obey'd and that was more than due The Law of works cannot condemn nor ought of us demand We gave full satisfaction to 't thro' our Mediators hand We righteous are in a Law-sense and therefore justifi'd Our Jesus risen now doth plead that once obey'd and dy'd Select Hymns BOOK II. HYMN I. ALL ye Seraphic trains above in silence now remain None can set forth electing Love but Jesus that was slain The fathers love to sinners is so great that none can know Nothing but Jesus crucifi'd erecting Love can Show The brightness of electing grace we no where else can see But in those purple Streams alone which Jesus bled for me Come Sinners come behold what Love Christ's bleeding sides did run By faith see Jesus pierc'd for you if you for sin would mourn Your tears like Mary's then will flow when Jesus wounds you See You will abhor your Selves and cry was Jesus pierc'd for me HYMN II. 'T is finish't cry'd our dying Lord when he hung on the tree O what a pleasant sound indeed it 's finish't is to mee Sin that was finish't on the Cross with Christ 't was crucifi'd Our Lord did make an end of Sin when on the Cross he dy'd Wrath it was also finish't too upon our Lord when he Did give himself a sacrifice and naild was to the tree Yea Righteousness was finish't too and was compleated when Our Jesus pou'red forth his Soul for us rebellious Men. 'T is finish't now before the throne Christ's blood doth pleading cry 'T is finish't in the Conscience too it soundeth pleasantly 'T is finish't is a a joyful sound what tongue can silent bee â—aptures of praise let 's sing allways our Jesus unto thee HYMN III. O! thou art fair my Love I Say there is no Spot in thee Not only fair but all fair too no spot in thee I See Whose voice is this I hear so Sweet 't is my beloved's sure That tells me I am now so fair so spotless and so pure My love t is I that tell thee so 't is thy belovea's voice That tells thee thou art now so fair that thou mayst now rejoyce What did he say I now am fair alass how can it be That I that nothing am but spots should now so spotless be Sure he doth mean I shall be so not that I now am fair Can such a vile polluted wretch without a spot appear O stay my love and heark to me I say thou art fair now O stay thy reasoning a while and I will tell thee how My love 't is I have made thee so my bloud has made thee white
and he shall spoil Death Hell and Sin Blest be Jehovah among us a Spoil is given him with the strong With Joy we witness that our Lord hath had a Portion in this Throng We hope his greatest Lots behind his Death and Sufferings for him plead he that did for poor Sinners dye now ever lives to intercede HYMN XLVII A Hymn sung at Mr. B 's Funeral Sermon 1 Cor. 15. BLest are the Dead that dye in Christ they triumph over Death In falling they do conquer and live in their latest Breath How in the Cahriot of free Grace the sav'd one triumph does And when Death strikes him to the Heart o're Death he triumphs thus O â—rmed Justice what sayst thou death hath no Sting from thee Thou art become my best of Friends whom Jesus hath set free O Law of God! where are thy Swords of threats and sore Deamnds My Jesus Death hath wrested them out of Death's cruel Hands O Sin the bitter Sting of Death both in its filth and guilt My Jesus now destroy'd them quite by th' Blood that he hath spilt Thou cruel Executioner vile Satan what sayst thou I scorn thy Arts Threats and Assaults thou canst not reach me now Thou Conscience that didst use to smart thou now art fully eas'd The Storm that troubled thee now is eternlaly appeas'd But oh poor Sinners what will you do when Death comes to give The Blow that sends you down to Hell without the leaft reprieve Death 's to the good an end of Woe but doth your woe begin Heav'ns Gate to them but Hell 's to you that live and dye in Sin HYMN XLVIII On the Second Sermon THo' the dead Bodies of the Saints thou dost devouring Grave destory Yet in the last Day they shall rise then Grave where is thy Victory When Sea and Grave must them resign and all their Prisons open fly To let the Dead in Christ rise first then Grave where is thy Victory Corrupted drossy Dust and Clay when first they fall the Tombs them have Thence incorruptible they 'l rise then where 's thy Victory O Grave Thou dost prepare their Dust to rise most glorious Bodies bright and free O Grave is this the worst thou doest then Grave where is thy Victory Thou great Alembic dost distil frail mortal Bodies that they be Immortal glorious spiritual then Grave where is thy Victory True thou deprivest and deprav'st by rotting Sinners Carcases For future Woes and Plagues we grant thou hast a Conquest over these HYMN XLIX A Paraphrase on Psalm 113. LO what a pleasant lovely Sight how full of ravishing Delight Is it that Children should agree That are of the same Family 'T is like the consecrated Oyl Rich precious of a fragrant Smell that was divinely pour'd and shed on the High Priest's devoted Head That Smelling sweetly did o're flow His Garment and his Members too O're ev'ry Member it did stream and it perfumed every Hem. Thus the Communion of the Saints Perfumes the Body ' n all its Joynts supples heals and smooths each part and eases ev'ry deadly Smart 'T is like the Dew on Hermon's top That gave a fruitful smiling Drop and like the Dâ—w on Zion's Hill that made it green and grassy still In Zion Blessing 's to be had Our Hearts rejoyce there and are glad there glorious Riches are in store there 's giv'n out Life for evermore HYMN L. O Grace recover'd Sinners should than Adam happier be Than Adam in his best Estate more glorious and more free Faith views obeys loves and enjoys in Christ the God of Grace Beyond what perfect Reason could when with its clearest Face Eternal Sovereign reigning Grace does elect Sinners lead Thro' various Rooms the Courts of Bliss and Glory for to tread First in estate of Happiness in upright Adam blest Fill'd with a perfect natural Bliss but that is not their Rest Down tumble thence to Sin 's Abiss as low as Death and Hell That Grace in raising them from thence might boundless Worth reveal Rais'd unto Faith i' th' Wilderness Faith weak imperfect faint Mixt with Law Guilt and Unbelief with Doubting and Complaint Then to the Canaan of Faith here they pass unto their rest Beginning i' th' New Jerusalem whence Tears and Griefs have ceas'd And having judg'd the World with Christ to Glory have a Call With Christ then swallow'd up in God and God be all in all Glory and Praise in Christ our Head be given unto him Who Love eternal this ordain'd to us when sunk in Sin HYMN LI. ELecting Grace by Justice stopt could not find out a Passage free 'Till the Redeemer stept between and that too from Eternity The Curtains of Election stopt finds vent in Jesus wounded Sides The boundless Sea of God-like Love o'reflow'd in those blest purple Tides Grace through the Righteousness of Christ must Channels find e're the Decree Of God's electing inf'nite Love could perfect and compleated be Conscience can ne're be truly eas'd until Attonement it believes Nothing can cure its Wounds but what to Justice Satisfaction gives The Conscience from dead Works alone the Blood of Christ must pacify The precious Blood o th' Lamb of God from guilt and filth must set us free Hosanna to the God of Grace Hosanna to the God of Love That thro' his wounded pierced Son proclaim'd such Tydings from above HYMN LII THe Gospel does declare Electing Grace alone That 's hid in Christ our great High Priest that sits upon the Throne Our Christ hath dearly bought this Grace and yet 't is free What ever it our Jesus cost 't is free for thee and me Electing Love does you O chosen ones embrace Whilst millions fall on th' right and left ye saved are by Grace What Grace is this indeed that vilest poorest we The most polluted Rebels sunk in deepest Misery Should to this high degree of Honour chosen be Vessels of Mercy to be fill'd with Love eternally Whilst Sinners more refin'd more wise rich mighty all That might have hon'red Jesus more are left to sink i' th fall What Grace distinguishing to me and thee is this That have found out that Pearl of Price which thousands others miss That we should chosen be who might have been as well Of that forelorn and wretched Troop that should have march'd to Hell When we Salvation view in its Foundation Stone We 're made to cry together grace yea grace free grace alone HYMN LIII A HYMN sung on a Day of Thanksgiving set apart by a Church of Christ to celebrate and praise the Lord for his late Favours and Mercies unto them EXalted Praise in Zion waits for him that loves his Zion's Gates His Church he values far more than the Dwellings of Jerusalem There he takes up his resting place there he bestows his glorious Grace There Life and Blessings he commands and there array'd with Glory stands There he his Name and Glory plac'd his Footstool hath with Honour grac'd And there his mighty Horns do spread and
HYMNS Composed on Several Subjects And on DIVERS OCCASIONS In Three PARTS With an Alphabetical Table By R. Davis Minister of the Gospel The Second Edition Some of the Hymns Composed by other Hands London Printed for W. Marshall at the Bible in Newgate-Street and H. Barnard at the Bible in the Poultry 1694. The Table A 13 A bleeding Jesus page 13 26 And has the high 27 1 All ye Seraphic 61 9 All ye Seraphic 69 B 24 Blest door of bliss 25 37 Believe O Soul 38 47 Blest are the Dead 49 46 Behold my Soul 111 19 Bright burning Beams 78 30 Behold th' Attonement 91 43 Behold my Jesus comes 108 11 Behold our Welbeloved 127 18 Behold the Bleeding 136 26 But that our flesh 147 C 1 Christ is our holiness 1 7 Come let 's return 7 18 Christ doth the Crown 18 19 Christ our High-Priest 19 23 Christ in our Sins 23 32 Come let 's find out 32 43 Christ is the same 44 7 Come let 's triumph 67 64 Christ our High-Priest is gone 109 11 Come sing O ye 71 12 Come let 's our dearest 72 21 Come Saints and view 80 22 Come let us praise 81 23 Christ is the pretious 142 28 Come come and see 148 D 13 Dear Lord we in 129 E 51 Electing grace 53 53 Exalting praise 56 G 25 Glory and praise 26 36 God of all grace 37 19 God from Eternity 137 H 13 How beautiful 73 28 How reigning grace 89 32 Here 's a Physician 94 36 How blessed are 99 40 Hear now ye rebels 104 2 How did the glorious 117 3 Hosanna to 118 10 How clean are we 126 I 6 Into what pitch 6 16 It greatest price 16 30 Jehovah Jesus 31 18 In Christ we 78 37 Jesus our Shepherd 101 17 Immortal honour 134 32 If with some Earthly 152 25 I underneath his Shadow 144 L 29 Let 's not the holy 30 35 Love ye your lovely 36 38 Look unto Jesus 39 45 Lord when thou from 46 49 Lo what a pleasant 51 54 Let 's sing the praises 60 41 Let us behold 106 29 Lift up your Voice 14 M 44 Make good thy word 45 113 My Jesus he is all to me 113 N 8 Near did the glory 123 21 Now underneath 140 O 3 O was it ever 3 8 O what a glorious 8 9 Our Lip let 's move 9 11 Our Father from 11 14 O wondrous godlike 14 20 Our great High Priest 20 22 O let us bow 22 27 O what a great 28 33 O God in goodness 34 46 Our Jesus pour'd 48 50 O grace recover'd 52 3 O thou art fair 63 5 Our surety from 65 15 O my Dove that 75 49 O what a Fountain of delight 44 17 O worthy is 77 26 O God of grace 86 27 Our Jesus is 87 29 O wounding 90 31 O boundless boundless 22 35 O ' mazing wisdom 98 38 Our Father from 102 1 Our Lord and Head 116 12 O choisest Banquet 228 14 O Love o boundless 130 22 O never was 141 R 4 Rejoyce ye Saints 64 14 Rise Zion shine 74 5 Ravishing Mercy 120 30 Rouse up dull Hearts 150 S 12 Souls must believe 12 39 Sing Hallelujah 40 25 Sinners are sav'd 85 20 Sing Hallelujah 138 T 2 The Soul that sees page â— 17 The Heart of Christ 17 21 To him that lov'd 21 28 The Train of Hev'nly 29 34 Thro' ev'ry Grace 35 41 Th' Almighty smil'd 42 48 Tho' the dead Bodies 50 52 The Gospel does 54 2 'T is finish't cry'd 62 10 To him the Lamb 70 16 Thy Names O Jesus 76 20 The Lamb of God 79 23 The Lord doth 82 42 To us a Child 107 4 The story of 119 9 Tell us O Jesus 124 15 They 're Songs of Love 132 24 Thou worthy O 143 26 The Heav'ns shew forth 146 33 Thy Peoples Praise 153 35 'T is Angels work 155 37 That glorious grace 157 W 4 Why are ye cast down 4 5 What free rich Grace 5 10 When Captive Slaves 10 15 We black but comely 15 31 What glorious 32 40 What fulness of 41 42 What mighty weight 43 6 We thro' the Law 66 8 What meaneth this 68 24 What ails the Nations 84 33 Who shall ascend 95 34 When we were far 97 47 Why dost thou hide thy Face 112 39 Whos 's Body 's this 103 45 What Trumpet 's this 110 6 We drank the Wine 121 7 What Glorious Sacrifice 122 16 Who 's this that doth 133 31 Where are those blest 151 34 What bounty Lord 154 36 What Dainties doth 156 37 What shall we say 158 38 Whence comes it that 159 BOOKS Sold by William Marshall at the Bible in Newgate-street The Works of Mr John Bunyan in Folio Vol. 1. price 14. s. Dr. Crisp's Works in large Quarto price 8. s. A Vindication of Dr. Crisp's Works by Mr. Beverley 6. d. A Vindication of Dr. Crisp's Works by Mr. Edwards 1. s. A Vindication of Dr. Crisp's Works Entituled Christ made Sin By Samuel Crisp Esq A Vindication of Dr. Crisp's Works by Mr. Lanchester price 1. s. BOOKS Sold by H. Barnard at the Bible in the Poultry Neonomianism Unmask'd Or the Ancient Gospel pleaded against the other called the new Law In Answer to Mr. Dan. William's Gospel Truth stated and Vindicated By Isaac Chauncy M. A. The true Spring of Gospel sight and sense of Sin Jesus Christ and him Crucified evidently set forth by his Spirit in his Word Delivered in a Sermon Preached at London And since enlarged by Richard Davis Select Hymns BOOK I. HYMN I. CHrist is our Holiness and Peace Christ is our righteousness Christ is our Husband Brother Friend Our Life our Head our Dress Christ our Redemption and our hope Salvation Glory Rest In him we 're Righteous Clean Strong In him we 're fully bles't Christ is our Wisdom Riches Strength so is and was and shall For ever be unto his own thus Christ is all in all In him we 've righteousness and strength in him we 've Peace and Grace In him true Honour Pleasure Wealth discov'red in his Face Tho' we be Poor in him we 're Rich tho' Weak in him we 're Strong When with'ring in this green Firtree we flourish all along Let 's still admire and him adore who always is the same Let 's magnify his glorious Grace and praise his mighty name HYMN II. THe Soul that sees in Jesus Christ a lovely pretiousness And does behold a glory in his spotless righteousness Sees his own doings will not do counts them but loss and sin This Soul hath ventur'd upon Christ and doth believe on him The Souls that with delight do view the Righteousness of Christ Are taken with so suitable and with so great a Priest Are glad that such a Saviour is Poor Sinners for to save Tho' not for them yet the True Faith that works by love they have Question not doubting trembling Soul thy Faith but still believe Behold a Christ lean on a Christ an off'red
him to you O view his grace accept his grace believe his grace most true Come you are welcome to his grace O cast your selves therein This is the Fountain opened wide to cleanse from filth of Sin Is there a hardned Sinner here that will this grace refuse On thy own Head then be thy Blood since thou wilt Ruin choose Let us that tasted have this grace his Praises sound on high Let 's praise this grace O glorious grace Reign thou Eternally HYMN XVIII CHrist doth the Crown in Zion wear and all the Nations Rules And by his power he doth subdue untam'd Rebellious Souls Preach'd to the World receiv'd by Faith of Heaven Earth and Hell The mighty King and Sov'reign Lord who can his glory tell The Fountain nay the Ocean the fulness of all grace The glory of the Father shines in thy most lovely Face The Temple which the splendid Train of all the Godhead fills Perfections Beauties blaze in thee of everlasting Hills The bright the clear Essential Glass in which we may behold Jehovah's shining Majesty Out-dazling Pearls and Gold Of thee we 'll sing Almighty King our glorious Solomon Our Jesus Prophet Prince and Priest the Father 's Christ and Son O! who may dare with thee compare Created Beings all Like Dagon 'fore the Ark of old before thy Feet must fall Let 's Eccho forth his praise who is the Judg of Quick and Dead In Zion's Gates praise for thee waits our Sov'reign Lord and Head HYMN XIX CHrist our high-priest defends his Church a Wall of Fire round about The Bulwark of Jerusalem He like a King in her doth shout His Eyes are watchful to secure his glory upon her from harms Our Solomon has Valiant Men to keep his Bed from Night Alarms That which intitles him to all is the bright Garment which he wears And 't is that Cov'ring that secures us from our filth and guilt and fears The Godly stand now in that Robe and shall for ever stand therein This Garment is a Cov'ring for our Holiness as well as Sin It is the Righteousness of Christ that is with him at God's Right Hand And 't is in the Lord above we have this Righteousness wherein we stand This Cov'ring hath it 's great defence for Jacob's God with Jacob is As a strong Tow'r because he sees no Sin in him as Cloth'd with this Our God and Father in his Love doth rest upon his Mercy-Seat And thence with us about his Grace his Love and Favour stoops to treat All thanks and praise be to his Name who dwells in his Love 's resting place And thence for ever doth shour down on Rebels Favour Love and Grace HYMN XX. OUR great High-Priest our person doth To 's Father represent In that refulgent splendid Robe that casts forth Spice's scent He takes our Prayers and he throws out what 's Sinful and what 's Bad Reformed thus he brings them in with his own Merits Clad And Holiness unto the Lord doth write upon them all We and our Duties stand in him and thus can never fall Tho' poor our Persons poor our Frames and poor our Duties too Yet we are rich in him and ours do make a splendid show A Pray'r like th' Chatt'ring of a Crane mixt with this Incense flies Like to the mighty Clouds above and pierceth thro' the Skies There they are entred on the File and Blessings will bring down They now above and we one Day shall wear the promis'd Crown Glory let 's bring unto our King and Intercessor too High Praises to our Advocate that dwells in Heav'n are due HYMN XXI TO him that lov'd us of himself and dy'd to do us good And wash'd us from our Scarlet Sins in his most pretious 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 to have all Pow'r and Wealth All Honour Glory Wisdom Strength thanks for his saving health Thanks Honour Glory Pow'r to him that on the Throne doth sit And to the Lamb for ever and for ever so be it Thousands of Thousands of the Saints which stand before their King With shining Robes and spreading Palms loud Hallelujahs sing Ascribe Salvation to our Lord who sits upon the Throne And to the Lamb the glorious Lamb Ascribe Salvation 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 and to the Lamb for evermore Amen HYMN XXII O! Let us bow before the Lord the Lord of glory that 's above Who Tabernacled among us O great effects of wondrous Love And thro' the Vail his blessed Flesh let 's go to God on th' Mercy Seat Who sits to Commune with us thence As before God in him compleat Glory and Praise let 's warble forth to him in an Angelick strain To him the Lamb upon the Throne to him the Lamb that hath been slain He is that Temple in which God doth lift his Train of Glory high All the perfections shine in him of the Eternal Diety How glorious is this mighty King How full of Majesty this Son How richly clad this great High Priest how fair this welbeloved one He is the Altar all of Gold he is the Hill of Frankinsence Our duties all are Sanctify'd accepted too as coming thence Coals from this Altar touch our Lips that we may his great praises sound O let our Tongues be still employ'd to publish all his acts around HYMN XXIII CHrist in our sins was wrap't about when he our Sacrifice did fall Sins all met upon our Lord. He satisfaction made for all That so believers might be wrapt about with his great Righteousness To cover duty Sin and Self that there appear no nakedness He broke the Pow'r and hid the Filth he dissol'vd the guilt of Sin The graces of Heav'n and Holiness hath op't to let his Nation in He in his Body on the Tree has to his God them reconcil'd The Father Sinners does embrace thro' Jesus Christ his only Child He is the Ark and resting place Where gathered Sinners are secure From the great Flood of Sin and wrath in a retreat that is most sure In him the Fathers goodness dwells in him the Fathers love appears In him we in Gods love abide delivered from our guilt and fears Therefore let 's celebrate his praise who is the mighty Prince of Life Who would espouse a filthy Soul unto himself and make his Wife Glory and Honour unto him sing praise let no Tongue be dumb Unto the bleeding Lamb above for by his Blood we overcome HYMN XXIV Sung at a Funeral BLest door of Bliss to weary Saints thou art grim Death become Secur'd as in a Cabinet their dust is in the tomb By Death they enter to those joys prepar'd for them above There they are ever swallow'd up in endless life and Love O! There they see
Who writ our Pardons by his Death and seal'd them with his Blood HYMN XXXIII WHo shall ascend the Hill of Faith the Holy Hill of God Who shall be worthy there to stand and there to have abode It shall be he says Justice then whose Heart and Hand is pure He shall ascend on high yea and receive the Blessing sure Lift up you Heads says Jesus then ye everlasting Doors Stand open wide for me and mine for I have payd their scores Whatever thou requir'st of them I have it here to pay Lit up the Doors I 'le enter in come lift them up I say Who is that King says Justice then who is' t that is so bold No Sin shall ever enter in that I 'm resolv'd of Old It is King Jesus then saith Grace of Heav'n and Earth the Lord Yet freely gave his God-like Breast unto thy flaming Sword 'T is he of whom thou didst require his Blood yea hadst thy fill And now demands Possession for his of Zions Hill Is this the King He shall come in let Justice Mercy kiss Now I am fully satisfied I l'e plead for him and his The Voice cries not a second time to Sinners yet in Sin Be lifted up ye Doors and let the King of glory in Who is that King of Glory great the Sinners Heart replies Who 's this that speaks with such command saying ye Doors arise It s thy related Lord and King which once was slain for thee And now is rose again and cryes my Sister ope ' to me Must I stand knocking here without what stony heart hast thou To let me waiting be until my Head is fill'd with Dew I l'e put my Finger at the Door I l'e stand no more without Now I am in I l'e tell my Queen thy Sins i'v'e blotted out This King of Glory let 's exalt who is ascended high By whose ascention we shall have or'e Death the Victory HYMN XXXIV WHen we were far estrang'd from God and cast out of his sight God plac't the Flaming Sword o' th' Law to guard the Tree of Life But Jesus being one of us and of the seed of Man To get Eternall life for us upon the Sword he ran Awake O Sword thus saith the Lord against the Man like me If thou wilt take Eternal Life thy Heart's Blood I must see Thus Jesus did receive the blow into his glorious Side His Wounds and Blood have interpos'd our Enmity so wide The Gates of Heav'n are op'ned wide now Sinners may come in For God to them is reconcil'd all by the Blood of him The Sinner reconciled too by Grace must be intic't For God to them is reconcil'd all by the Blood of Christ Come forth ye Prisoners of Hope come forth be not afraid The Blood of Christ has made you right and all your Debts hath payd Hark! Hark! what God the Father says the Sinner to entice Peace Peace to them that are far off all by the Blood of Christ Hark! how the Blood of Christ cryes Peace i' th' Sinners Conscience too When all your works will bring no Peace the Blood of Christ will do What tho' the Sinner be far off by his rebellious Sin The place where Jesus Blood came out the sinner may come in Honour to him who unto God hath made us Kings and Priests we once far off are now made nigh by th' Blood of Jesus Christ HYMN XXXV O ' masing Wisdom and Decree that Gods permissive will should be To let us fall as low as Hell altho' he loved us so well O glorious dazling reigning Grace which shineth through our Jesus face While we be all condemn'd to dye then reigning Grace dose justify O glorious Will immutable must we deserve no less than Hell Rais'd from a Dunghil to a Throne accepted through this Grace alone To glorify free reigning Grace thine Image Satan must deface What Grace was here our Image is made more conformable to his No change can happen to us now in Adam this we did not know In dying now we do not dye but dye to live Eternally Oh height of Love why we why we why should we be thus sav'd by thee Oh Depth of Love what Tongue can tell he sav'd us when as low as Hell O Bredth of Glorious pard'ning Grace it is as large as er'e it was Oh Length of Grace resolvedly to love us from Eternity HYMN XXXVI HOw blessed are the called ones to th' Marriage of the Lamb By eating of his parched Flesh they shall for ever stand His Heart and Soul they were the Price for which we purchast be And now will keep his Marriage feast with such poor dust as we Oh! stand not knocking at the Door but break it open wide Come in our Jesus feast with us thy undefiled Bride Why standst thou knocking at the Door why knockest thou to Day Why wouldst thou have the upper Room Lord what hast thou to say I would come in to Solemnize and celebrate with thee My Marriage Covenant and Feast my Dove Oh! ope to me Is this the thing why thou 'dst come in we can't bear thy complaint My Love my Choice is this thy Voice our Souls are like to faint O Lord come in thy Fingers in we feel our Locks to move We'v'e heard thee say Love come away my Sister and my Dove Come in thy Room thou bruised Lamb tell us of Love to Day The wrath thou 'st born and overgon oh tell thy Dallilah Come with me then my Love my Dove come view the cursed Tree Come view the Cross see where I lost all my Hearts Blood for thee Come view my pierced wounded Hands my bruised Sides come see My Feet that trip't or'e Hills to bring tydings of Joy to thee Why should thy cursed Unbelief bring me again to dye Do but Believe and I am thine to all Eternity HYMN XXXVII JEsus our Shepherd's here to Day he in his Fold is come To take the weak Lambs in his Arms and feed the Ewes with young Altho' the weak ones go astray they are yet dear to him Because the Father on him lay the Guilt of every Sin The strong ones he enables more the weak that are behind He takes up in his Bosom and their Wounds and Bruises binds The Lambs are in their Jesus Arms they hear his Bowels sound He keeps them close from any Harms their Hands are in his Wounds They are so near unto his Heart he hears their cry and moan His Bowels answer them my Grace sufficient is alone They will not keep i' th' Bands of Grace nor by the Waters clear But stray in un-forbidden Grounds of doubting and despair He brings them back again and makes himself a Wall about Salvation Banks on ev'ry side they may no more go out Their Pasture's green and flourishing for Grace doth ne're decay They cannot want or Hungry be except they go astray They that are weak and cannot go they may lye down and rest Solace themselves in Pastures green and eat