with hottest Flames to our beloved Lord Rest under his Loves Shadow which surpasses Jonahs Gourd The World 's a stormy raging-Sea let 's harbour in his Love Thence we shall laugh at storms waves no Tempest shall us move Now him that is our safe retreat and him that is our Peace Let 's love and honour praise admire and let us never cease HYMN X. HOw clean are we now we are bath'd in Jordans Living Floud What shining Kings and Priests we stand wash't in Christ's God-like Blood The Lamb i'th'midst o'th'Throne of Grace us now hath freely Fed And by his Spirit down hath sent from Heav'n the living Bread The living Streams o'th'upper Springs he freely did bestow We of the Fountain freely Drank that from his Heart did flow He bids us Drunken be with Loves with Loves so bottomless With Loves that stream so freely down the Ocean not the less The Lovely Jesus is all Love all Mercy Truth all Grace He 's white and ruddy Majesty and Meekness fills his Face Sing Hallelujahs to the Lamb the Lamb most pure and bright Whose voice does thunder from the Throne whose Eyes are flaming Light Let 's Love admire adore embrace this Lovely one so fair Whose Grace and Person all transcends and are beyond compare HYMN XI BEhold our well-beloved's come more excellent than mounts of prey Or'e mighty Hills of Unbelief and guilt of Sin he pav'd his way He like the Roe has nimbly trip't to shew to us his glorious Face And thro' the Lettice of his Flesh darts down on us his Fathers Grace Hark! hark how our beloved speaks what ravishing what melting Voice He says Rise up my Love my fair mine and my Fathers only choice Rise up my fairest come away rise follow me Dove without fear The Dark distressing Winter 's o're the pleasant Spring does now appear The Birds do sing my Children ring most joyous peals of my free Grace The Flowers appear their Graces are most shining bright each in its place The Turtles Voice is in our Land the des late Gospel does break forth To singing in the midst of you and causes many a heav'nly Birth The Fig-tree putteth forth green Figs for numerous your converts are Your tender Grapes give a good smell your Converts Grace is choice rare Lord what are we thy Love thy fair such filthy wretched ones as we O Love O Love O wondrous Grace come we 'l arise and follow thee Great things thine Arm hath done 'mong us such Love and Favour did'st thou shew Who would not rise and follow thee such Mighty Cords of Love do draw Now to our well belâ—ved Lord let 's Sing a well tun'd Song of praise Glory and Honour let 's ascribe O let 's ascribe to him always HYMN XII O Choicest Banquet rarest Wine O Soul-reviving Blood O Table well spread with Heav'nly Bread O delicatest Food What glorious company was here the Faâ—…er Spirit Son And a great Troop of shining ones embodyed into one O grace free grace rich glorious grace foundation and topstone In great Redemption's Building and it's cementing alone O Mercy Goodness Peace dish't up O glorious Bill of fare O Love the Garnishing of all O Love beyond compare Who would not love the King of Saints who would not love the Lord Thy Person is all beautiful how Honey-sweet thy word Who would not praise thee Zions King and trumpet forth thy Fame Who art with richest Glory ' ray'd how well perfum'd thy Name Still Honour Glory and Renown be given unto thee Hosannah's Hallelujahs Sing to all Eternity HYMN XIII DEar Lord we in thy comlyness like Sharons Rose do smell bud And like the Lilies of the Vale appear most beautiful and good Hark! Hark! what our dear Lord replies as Lilies shoot up among Thorns So does my Love my Church my Spouse in spite of false Professors harms Those that themselves my Daughters all like prickly Thorns would stab thee thro' Yet midst those thorny Daughters thou shalt like the Vally Lily grow Thanks dearest Jesus are we then i' th' midst of Thorns thy fair thy Dove How art thou like the Apple-tree the Glory of the shady Grove As pleasant Pipins among Crabs so 'mong the Sons is our belov'd Fairer than all the Sons of Men the perfect Captain well approv'd We thy refreshing Shadow had thy loving Righteousness and Love We shall with constant joyes be fill'd if here we fit and never move And here we eat thy pleasant Fruits thy pleasant Fruits of Righteousness How pleasant to our tast are these Assurance Peace and Quietness Pleas'd with the goodness of these Fruits Let us our Donor praise and bless Our dearest Husband Lord and Head Jehovah our great Righteousness HYMN XIV O Love O boundless Love of God! stupendious Love and Grace We in a bleeding Jesus saw we saw in Jesus Face The King of Glory has been here revealing Mighty Love In Conscience Banquets feasting with his undefiled Dove Hark in what tendrest Speech of Love he doth his Heart bewray My Love my Dove my undefil'd make hast and come away The Winter 's past the Rain is gone the Flowers do appear The time is come for Birds to Sing the Turtle you may hear The Fig-tree Glories in green Figs in tender Grapes the Vine Arise my Love my fair one come and drink my Spiced Wine I am into my Garden come my Sister and my Bride I 've brought my Honey Myrrh and Spice my Milk and Wine beside Come eat O Friends yea welcome to these daintyes from above Beloved drink abundantly come drink large draughts of Love Open to me my Love my Dove my Sister undefil'd My Locks with fruitful drops o' th' Night my Head with Dew is fill'd Let us be wise and now arise what language Lord is this In words so ravishing dost thou thy self to us express O let 's arise and follow thee lest thou withdraw'st again And we thy absence several Years mourn and deplore in vain HYMN XV. THey 're Songs of Love they sing above and why not we like them No Tongue be dumb for we are come to th' new Jerusalem Clad now with white and shining bright garments of Righteousness Girdles of Gold our Loyns do hold and bind on fast our Dress We stand upon that Ocean that glassy fiery Sea The Blood of Christ that great high Priest the Spirit does apply Let 's touch the golden Harps of God with Wire immortal strung And let us sing to our great King let 's sing the Lambs new Song Thanks be to thee the Victory we have obtain'd or'e Sin And Father thou hast made us more than Conquerours in him This Crucifyed Lord let 's praise and magnify his worth This blessed Root of Jesse's Stem his Glory let 's set forth Immortal Honour Wisdom Strength unto the Lamb are due This bleeding Lamb this reigning Lord this Holy Righteous true This Heav'nly Manna's to our tast like Cakes of Honey sweet How Pleasant is this streaming
'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
Rock which still our Paths doth meet Come Jesus move we 're sick of Love why stay thy Chariot wheels We pine away while thou dost stay our Souls thy absence feel Thy Mouth 's sweet Kiss let us not miss thy love transcends all Wine But O! what Musick do we hear when thou saist I am thine Still let 's have more still more of thee we ne're enough can have Our jealousy 's as strong as Death as cruel as the Grave Dominion Power and Majesty Thanksgiving Glory Praise In endless Songs angelick Strains and never ceasing Layes Be unto him that Loved us and wash'd us with his Blood And made us Kings and Priests unto his Father and our God HYMN XVI WHo 's this that doth from Eilom come with Garments dyed Red With Scarlet Robes from Bozrah he O how apparelled That Travels in his Mighty strength what answer O he gave 'T is I that speak in Righteousness and Mighty am to save Why 's thy Apparel colour'd so thy Garments dyed Red Like them that on the Vintage work or do the Wine fat tread The Wine-press of his Fathers wrath he all alone hath trod o th' People there was none with him when he was smote of God Awake O brandish't Sword of God against my only Son Tho' Spotless he and Innocent no violence has done He 's as a Lamb to 'th slaughter led yea as a shearing Sheep He quietly yeilds up his Breath and still doth silence keep He freely did to Death submit and did most willingly Pains Tortures Lashes Stripes endure for Rebels such as we HYMN XVII IMmortal Honour Glory Pow'r Strength Wisdom Riches Might Be to the reigning Lamb above that dwells in brightest Light To him that wash'd us in his Blood who having lov'd us first To him that was made sin for us and was for us accurst Who feeds us with his God like flesh and drinks us with his Blood Uniting Faith most choicely feeds and drinks the Wine that 's good Who would not love the dearest Lord most Lovely Bright and Fair Thy love to us all love transcends thou art beyond compare How pleasant was this Fruit to us and language full of Grace Delightful was the company how lovely was his Face O well beloved Jesus fill'd with Glory Grace and Truth All Grace is pour'd upon thy Lips thou hast the Dew of Youth O when shall we come unto thee home to our Fathers House Where thou'lt refine the choicest Wine for thy beloved Spouse Who would not Honour and admire who would not thee adore Who would not throw their Crown below down prostrate thee before Hast sweetest Jesus hast away thy rightful Throne ascend Possess thy Nations fill thy Church with Glory without end HYMN XVIII BEhold the bleeding Lord of Life planted with Arrows like a Grove Planted with Darts of Vengeance thus O Friends what manner then of Love Wounded by his dear Fathers Sword betrayd most falsly with a Kiss By Kindsmen followers murther'd thus what manner O! of Love is this Behold the bloody Clodders fall his pierced Sides and Temples bleed For Sinners thus he 's drench't in 's Blood and is not this then Love indeed Behold the anguish of his Soul thy Sword O Justice stabs him thro For us vile Rebels this he bore how did our Jesus love O how To torments thus resigns his Soul our Husband dearly purchases A filthy and a wretched Bride what manner O! of Love was this To dye for worst of enemies O! this was an amazing Friend What manner Lord of love was thine how didst thou boundless Love commend The Father bruis'd his darling Son and took delight to wound him sore Our Fathers love unto us shone thro' the slain Jesus purple Gore His Sorrows Anguish Blood and Death electing Grace did cause to shine What bruise for us thy darling Son what manner O! of Love was thine O here is Love here 's Love indeed eternal and electing Love A Love that does no limits know that never changes never moves What e're we do this boundless Love runs an eternal Stream of bliss The Flouds of Sin this Love can't quench what manner O! of Love is this This Love the greatest torments bore this Love did groan this Love did Bleed Our Lover thus wept bloody Tears behold how Jesus lov'd indeed HYMN XIX God from eternity decreed to feast in Love with us this Night To feed with us now on his Son and Father so thou tookst delight And didst thou set him then apart to be the Victim of our peace Swearing on him by thy great self thy Love to us should never cease Then our dear Jesus swore for us we ne're rebell should as a'fore And that recov'red was should ne're deface his Glory any the more All his Engagements and his Bonds were sealed by his dying Breath Our Peace and Life are ratify'd unalterable in his Death We now renew our League with thee clasp't in thy reconciled Arms We in our bleeding Jesus saw thy Love and Mercy 's potent charms How Fat the feast how rich the Wine how pleasant was the Company We fed on Christ we drank his Blood whilst with us sat the glorious three Adored Goodness ravish't Love in Streams of Love let 's dip us then The Fountains of the mighty Deeps break up and deluge o're ag'en To Heav'n our Faith was mounted up we are impatient of delay Thy coming hasten Lord to us or let us hast to thee away Why doth thy Chariot pav'd with Grace and Love so soft so slowly move Mean while with Flagons comfort us dear Jesus we are sick of Love HYMN XX. SIng Hallelujahs to the Lamb that reigns for evermore Who made us spotless by his Blood and very bright all o're Our Tongues be then the Spirits Pen that readily may write To sound aloud the Lambs high praise the Spirit will indite What an immortal melody fills the high Heavens now Joyn in Seraphick Symphony you in this Room below Distinguishing and endless Love is the great Song above And let us then that are below sing stories of his Love The Lord of Heaven Heaven left Grace boundless to declare His Fathers Bosom left to tell what thoughts of Love there are Why cam'st thou down to dwell in Flesh tell dearest Jesus pray Was 't to impart thy Fathers Heart to wretched lumps of Clay Why was 't thou poor a Man of grief that heavy Vengeance bore Why was 't thou smitten thus and bruis'd why wast thou wounded sore Why in such bitter agony why bloody clodders fall Why didst thou drink the Cup of Wrath and drink up Dregs and all Hark what our bleeding Lord replies hark what his Wounds reply This was to testify my Love from all Eternity My Fathers Love does shine in mine my Groans his Love indite Eternal and electing Love my Streaming Blood does write Electing Grace my dying Breast did very loudly preach The Fathers Sons and Spirits Love thus Jesus Death did teach Our bleeding Lord was it