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Hymnes and spiritual songs extracted from Scripture on occasion of some useful texts discuss't / composed in private meditation and made use of (once) in publick for the saints comfort ; now published for their sakes that sung them or others that desire them.
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Reeve, John, 1608-1658.
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Wing R672; ESTC R33519
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In partly Complaint partly Comfort HOw long Lord shall thine anger burn against thy Pasture sheep O let thy favour soon return still do not fury keep This wasts our life and spirits away our sins upon us bind From it our foes presume to say our comforter's unkind Oh turn to us thy smiling face return our hearts again And turn thine hand on them apace that will not Christ should raign Then when thy fury 's turn'd away and God us comfort brings Thence we with joy shall waters draw from our Salvations springs Then Sion with her King shall shout o're Babels helpers all and all her Children round about do sing at Babels fall The Lamb then sitting on the Throne them by clear springs will guide And wipe away the tears each one that from our eyes did glide 54 Hymn The Virgins sigh for their Bridegroom Matth. 25.1 7. YE Virgins chast go forth in hast your Lamps light up and trim For by and by that midnight cry will call you to meet him Your dear Bridegroom's about to come and warns you to prepare For 't is unkind to sleep behind if you wise Virgins are Let grace give light as Oyl most bright to all the world about For if you sleep you can't well keep your Lamps from going out Then wrath and wo will be unto such slumbring Virgins when The Bridegrooms door is shut no more but five go in often But O the Feast the glorious rest and joy that Marriage day Shall bring each guest that 's to be blest his face to see for aye For sure with fat and delicate both Wine and marrow rare That Bridgeroom will them feed and fill that do for him prepare Then come away O do not stay to th' wedding O make hast For you er'e long shall sing the song hee 's come Halelujah 55 Hymn A groan from our evil times for better as Isai 32.1 2. and Psal 12.1 HElp Lord for upright ones do fail the faithful cease and those That mens iniquities do bewail are preyes to cruel foes We wait and long for Righteousness and yet no good appears Our hopes of healing times grow less that still augments our fears Judgment turns back no equity nor truth can entrance have Oh wake thy spirit of prophesie to raise them from their grave For sighs of poor that are opprest now Lord let Christ arise To set's in safe and quiet rest from all that them despise Then wisdom knowledge and Gods fear our times establish shall And Christ both Sword and Scepter bear to root out wicked all He shall be then our hidding place from winds and stormy rain As shaddow of a Rock his grace shall hidden Lambs sustain The Lord his God to him shall give his Father David's Throne And he for aye with Saints shall live and rule warr judge alone 56 Hymn A cry for Righteousness in the Earth as Psal 94.1 2. O God to whom vengeance belongs lift up thy self again Render rewards for all the wrongs thy Saints on Earth sustain For they blaspheme thy holy name and all the Earth oppress Thy holy Laws and righteous cause they brand for wickedness The thrones of wickedness still forge their mischiefs for a Law Thy people for their duty scourge and cause Prophets withdraw Lift up thy feet Oh come again our deso'late case behold All that thy Kingdom do disdain repay them seven fold Then pris'ners in the pit that lye and Prophets in the cave Souls that do under th' Altar cry just vengeance all will have Our Isles shall feast while whore and beast the Lord shall judge and slay But Sion Sing in Christ her King for aye Halelujah 57 Hymn The mourning solitary Dove For Christ pants and is sick of love I allude to the Title Psal 56.1 i. e. the mute solitary Dove having lost her mate O Lord how is my joy exchang'd to mourning like a Dove My harp upon the Willow's hang'd because i 've lost my love I wander bird-like solitary seeking my paradise O for an Ark or Sanctuary in Christ where true rest lies My sin in vale of death me clouds I mourning Sun-less go Temptations me pursue in crouds my sins too there 's my wo. To thee I cry Lord from these deeps deeps unto deeps do call If off all earthly joy thou strips O be instead of all Lord if thou through these clouds will look and from this pit me move My beauty that had me forsook returns wing'd like a Dove Lord unto Sion-mount shew grace Jerus'lem build again Christs Ark of presence with us place in 's glory aye to raign 58 Hymn Lord cry's the ' fflicted soul advance On me thy lightsome countenance as in Psal 4.6 THe light Lord of thy countenance be pleas'd to let me see So full a good none can advance may that once shine on me For clouds of darkness me o'respread sin hangs my hopes in doubt Oh Sun of righteousness me lead for now my Candle 's out My Lord that earst his face did show in clouds did disappear When he 'l return I do not know my hopes are mixt with fear Why are thy visits rare become and oft i 've none at all Oh now let faith thee welcome home my sloth rouze by this call Afflictions from thee pity crave Oh be not distant still Descend and visit this my cave and with thy light it fill Then shall I rise and ope mine eyes and turn my Thornes to Bay No night so long but morning song succeeds let 's hope for day Our Lord at last through clouds will hast him every eye shall see But only they that on him stay in that sight bless'd shall be Amen 59 Hymn When God the cry of prayers attends For long delays he 'l make 's amends OH thou that prayers dost hear how long wilt thou forbear To listen to the prayers that do proceed from Saints sincere T' avenge thy peoples wrong do not defer so long Our jubilee at last let 's see and found our joyful song Hard things thy Saints have seen afflicted long have been Lord by this rain keep and maintain thy heritage fresh and green Let Rome's proud Hierarchy under thy judgment lye Then Saints shall sing for Sions King shall be extol'd most high Then God will work his wonder old heav'ns dissolve with thunder His fire devours all Laws and powers that bound Religion under Then all the meek and poor praises shall sing before The lambs high Throne for he alone their comforts will restore Ye heavens rejoyce agen let Earth be glad for Then The Lord has bles't his flock with rest hast Lord even so Amen 60 Hymn Thus shall our Faith triumph on high O're all the power o' th enemy Psal 83.12 ult OH thou most high whose councels are both deep faithful and true Against our foes thine arm make bare frustrate and them subdue Thy Saints at thy command have pray'd this sixteen hundred year Thy Kingdom come so long delay'd Oh let it's
arm thy wisdom grace and strength From Serpents wiles and Dragons charm shall fear praise thee at length To thee we look for safety now our help on thee shall stay Oh King do thou make all heads bow before thy feet O Jah 122 Hymn Where Christ in saving power dwells That Land call it Immanuel's Isaiah 8.8 Hab. 3.2 WHen God from Teman march't ' gainst Judahs adversary In Palestine was his design to place his Sanctuary Heathen in wrath he thrasht dy'd red his Garments were To Isra'ls nation rode for Salvation because the Lord was there There Zion's mount he chose his Tent in it to rear All that invaded it were made to feel the Lord was there Like as for our two Isles God did of old appear So for ingrateful ones of late that mighty God was here The wonders God has wrought will show his Name is near Happy our Lands if God commands Immane'l's throne up here That City truly may be call'd the City of God Where Christ on high in 's majesty does raign and make abode With reverence to the Lamb these Nations shall therefore Bow and adore thy throne before O Jah for evermore 123. Hymn The soul traversing vales along Out of its deeps Eccho's this song as Psal 40.7 130.1 2. IN every state O Lord I 'le tune my heart for praise My sickness health poverty wealth life death thy glory raise When men despise me most or curse whom thou hast blest If for thy name I suffer shame thy glor'on me shall rest If poor naked and bare as Job in Garments rent My future bliss true treasure is with that my Soul 's content No honours here I 'le seek nor hunt applause with men A better state I emmulate to be God's Citizen My pris'n a Palace turns my torments yeild me ease The Lions Den hot wrath of men yeild joy comfort and peace When others much abound for nothing I 'le endeavour To spend my breath and life to death that I may praise thee ever 124 Hymn The soul resign'd in all affection To Gods will yeilds entire subjection 2 Sam. 15.25 26 THy holy and commanding will Lord let me know and do And all thy wise disposals still submit to undergo Whole hecatombs of lusts here lyes once dear as my right eye Them at thy feet I 'le Sacrifice and so to sin will dye This glittering world to some so dear with all its poyson's sweet I neither want nor love nor fear all lies dead under feet My Isa'cks that so much content as pleasant pictures gave I am with some a do content that God at 's call should have The presence of thine Ark I place and prize next to my heav'n Yet if my Lord suspend his face my hopes and joys stand even Yea Lord if I must prostrate lye to smiters I 'le endeavour In silence meek to yeild my cheek these deeps shall praise thee ever May I of God this one thing crave I 'le better joys ask none Ere I descend my darksome grave to see Christ set on 's throne 125 Hymn Tryals as waves succeed and rowl But can't o'rewhelm the faithful soul Psal 42.5 7. ult Jona 2.4 HElp Lord the deeps or'ewhelm my soul in mi'ry clay i 'm fast I to my Rock for shelter rowl till all my storms are past The flouds of wicked men their voice have lifted up on high The Saints twixt hope and fear they hoyse while Christ asleep doth lye Satans high tempting winds do roar my faith 's about to droop Spying nor Sun nor Star nor Shoar I loose my Anchor-hope But tho' my Lord retires or walks on waves ev'n like some sp'rit My stormy Bark he boards and talks hee 'l all things put to right That Ship where Christ steers at the helm the Holy Spirit gives gales No Winds or Waves her overwhelm Gods promise her Mast ne're fails Oh when that little-ston's-Kingdom grows to a Mountain-bless't Gods tossed Barks to Anchor come within vail safe to rest 126 Hymn The thankful soul desires always In every thing to give God praise Dan. 6.10 Phil. 3.1 1 Thes 5.16 18. LOrd tune my heart always to sing thy lofty praise Yea tho' in deeps me low thou keeps for thence thou can'st me raise Thy hands at first me made and ever since me staid When sunk beneath that pit of death thine arms were underlaid VVhen mercies we receive its justice praise to give But O to sing's a comely thing and joy tho' all things grieve Some Birds all night do sing but only in the spring My winter night shall sparkle bright in hopes I 'le praises bring Tho' Zion wast may lye and Babels Sons are high The righteous shall behold their fall standing that Red-Sea-by Such joys Lord may I gain and such First-fruits obtain My desert even shall look like heaven my crown foretells my raign 127 Hymn The Shepherd learns his young to go And how they may their Father know Of them his tender care to show Psal 8.2 Isai 5.17 Hos 11.3 4. AS I the Feilds o' th' wood did go a Shepherds voice most sweet I hear'd and thought I did him know but fear'd and fell at 's feet For 's head and face most awsome was as though I 'd seen a God But sweet his words as Barnabas in 's hands I spi'd a rod. With this said he my flock shall be and tender Lambs all fed With this such blows I 'l give my foes shall bruise the Dragons head I soon discern'd my Shepherds voice he sooner my condition My heart through hopes 'gan to rejoyce at 's feet I made petition Lord me to health when sick restore When lame apply thy baulm Lead me that I may stray no more my swelling Seas O calm When God shall strength by Babes ordain avenging-foes to still Lambs in fat pastures hee 'l maintain and raign ' or'e them he will Fear not O little flock for know that 't is your Fathers pleasure On you the Kingdom to bestow and rich durable treasure 128 Hymn Christ for his kids fights a fierce duel With Foxes Wolves and Lions cruel Cant. 1.7 Psal 9.16 Ezek. 34.12 AS I upon the Mountains high poor Kid alone did creep I hear'd an eccho to the cry the Shepherd's voice to 's sheep The Northside of the Mount did yell with houling beasts all day Where Lions Wolves and Foxes dwell and hunt for Nimrods prey On to'ther side the mount I found two little flocks of Kids Feeding their Shepherds Tents a round Christ standing them amidst Then I to him aloud cry'd out Lord sheild thy Lambs from harm Prevent these beasts that range about thy flocks against them arm His grant he soon to me dispach't good news comes soft as oyle These Beasts are watch't and shall be catch't in their own net and toyl No Lion on my Lambs shall roar nor ev'ning Wolves devour Foxes shall lay their plots no more I 'le sheild them by my power Thou Lord alone thy self mak'st known just judgments to