then they Shall shout and sing and well they may thus say Oh oh oh Hallelujah oh this day Oh oh Hallelujah Hallelujah who may Our happiness conceive oh happy state What heart can reach it what tongue it relate Minist Yea well they may as Harpers strike their string And with great triumph thus and better sing I. HAllelujah oh happy day That ever we were born Oh well are we that we do see This everlasting morn II. Oh what are we That we should be Thus lifted up on high We did not merit Thus to inherit Honour and dignity III. Blest be the Lamb That here we came Rais'd up from Death again 'T is by his blood We have this good Ever with him to reign IV. Blessed for all that did befall Be God for evermore Oh blessed be that one in three Whom ever we adore V. Who can set forth His wond'rous worth It doth all things surpass It doth exceed All that we read And all that ever was VI. Oh happy we who do him see Who all perfection is No Potentate no Monarch great Ever had joy like this VII Rivers of pleasures Beyond all measures Unto our lot doth fall No mixture is In this our bliss But it is blessing all VIII All things we have That heart can crave And more then heart can reach None ever could This joy unfold None ever could it preach IX Our joy surmounts On all accounts All that we could believe All praise is due To God most true He did us not deceive X. Oh glorious sight Oh great delight None ever did behold So rare a sight A light so bright Our glory can't be told XI All 's infinite All is delight We have no sorrow here Nothing of dark No fading spark All is most bright and clear XII All All is love All things above And all that is below We see no evil We fear no Devil Nothing but good we know XIII Nothing but joy Nought to annoy Here we are void of fear For we are sure We shall endure For ever happy here XIV Oh Majesty Oh glory high What one is like to thee We 've our desire Thee we admire To all eternity XV. Our blessedness None can express It is an ocean great All that excels For ever dwells In this most glorious seat XVI Blest be the Lord Blest be his Word Blest be his holy Spirit How happy we In this One-Three Our portion to inherit XVII Oh mighty King Everlasting Beginning thou had'st none When nothing were Then thou wast there Thou wast thy self alone XVIII In thy self blest Thou had'st thy rest Of us thou had'st no need Thou did'st possess Full happiness Thou' rt happiness indeed XIX Of thy good will It to fulfil The Worlds foundation sure By thee was lay'd Thou it up-stay'd At thy will to endure XX. The Word thou said'st All things thou mad'st Oh blessed be that Word Which did Being To every thing In thy good time afford XXI Blest be that love That did thee move Before the World was made To be the seat Of thy works great Or its foundations laid XXII To think of this Eternal bliss And it prepare for us Oh what were we That then by thee We should be car'd for thus XXIII Blest be that thought That us out sought And our great happiness We do admire The great desire Thou had'st us thus to bless XXIV Could we be dear Who nothing were Unto thy Majesty Thou did'st possess That word express Which was with thee on high XXV All things were made By him and lay'd On their foundation fast That they might stand At thy command And at thy will might last XXVI 'T was for his sake That thou did'st make Invisible Beings The Angels Thrones Dominions And all visible things XXVII That him thou might And his great height Most gloriously display And his fulness Thereby express That others know it may XXVIII But cheifly man When thou began Thou gratiously did'st view From him all which The Seas did rich And on the Earth that grew XXIX Yea the Heavens bright With all their light And all the hosts therein Thine hand did frame And gave the same To serve and honour him XXX Whom thou in thine Image divine Did'st good and upright make And from his side Did'st frame a Bride Whom he to him did take XXXI A comely pair And very fair For though they naked were They found no shame While void of blame Nor had they any fear XXXII A Sabboath day For rest had they The seventh when thou didst rest From thy works all Both great and small And therefore thou it blest XXXIII A day wherein They without sin Might with thy Majesty Have sweet converse Thy praise rehearse And view thy great glory XXXIV A Garden sweet With pleasures meet Thou put'st them in also Wherewith delight Thy will they might Learn of thee and it do XXXV Of life a Tree Was given by thee That they might live for ay A River large Which did discharge Its streams forth every way XXXVI All things that might Give them delight Thou on them didst bestow One only Tree Withheld by thee Was good and ill to know XXXVII Thou gav'st them food Was only good Not good and evil both If both they would Know thou them told Thou would'st with them be wroth XXXVIII Thou death didst threat If they would eat That so thou might'st them scar That free from ill They might live still And from death keep them far XXXIX Yet them to try Thou prov'dst them by A Serpent subtly wise Who thee did fault Them to assault And cheated them with lies XL. The Woman first The bonds did burst Wherewith thou did'st them tye Unto thee fast The Man did taste By her means both did dye XLI How happy a state Did'st thou create And set them in while they Were innocent Without intent Thy laws to disobey XLII Man then was Lord Of what thy word Created for his sake Of all things he Had leave from thee But one Tree to partake XLIII Pleasures he had To make him glad Sabboath and River too A spotless Wife A Tree of Life What should'st thou for him do XLIV How great his good How might he stood How was he bound to thee His glory much No creature's such But oh more happy we XLV Our state exceeds Beyond all needs There was a Serpent there They did aspire To be yet higher But here 's no Tempter here XLVI We are not in Danger of sin Nor need we to aspire Here 's injoyment Of all content We nothing more desire XLVII Tempted we were But before here We came to be thus blist Our tryal's past Sathan's down cast And we his snares have mist XLVIII Now we do rest For ever blest From all temptations free Our danger 's past Our joys shall last To all eternity XLIX This is the day That we did pray And wrestle to obtain From sin set free With thee to be And never part again L. Nothing we
want That thou did'st grant To Adam heretofore Yea he far less Then did possess Then we now evermore LI. We have a Rest A day that 's blest A Sabboath day to be With thee we 'r blest Thou art our Rest And change we ne'r shall see LII Hallelujah Oh blessed day Who can thy glory speak This Sabboath we Perpetually Keep and it never break LIII Therein we sing To thee our King Thy glory we behold Our work is this Thy Name to bliss Thy praises to unfold LIV. A Paradise Wherein there lies All pleasures sweet and great With liberty Perpetually Thereof to take and eat LV. An Heavenly Tree Of life have we Which doth us ever feed It doth us give Ever to live And nothing can we need LVI A River pure Of Waters sure Doth clear as Chrystal run We with it meet In every Street Our City needs no Sun LVII God is our light He shines most bright No Cloud doth him obscure All things we see Just as they be Our knowledge is most sure LVIII It s always full It s never dull Our comforts ever flow Our Suns bright beams Our Rivers streams No damp no ebb do know LIX All manner fruits Which with us suits And may give us delight Our Tree doth bear Throughout the year Most pleasant to our sight LX. All is most sweet With which we meet Here 's nothing sharp or sowre Pleasures we have We can't more crave They 're constant every hour LXI We need no Wives To make our lives More comfort us afford We never dye Nor company Need we at bed or board LXII No different sex Nothing to vex Nothing to tempt we know All perfect is All 's full of bliss Our tides are never low LXIII We do all reign And Lords remain Over all creatures We never shall From our heigths fall Our Kingdom ever dures LXIV We have no night Nor borrowed light No Moon or Candle here For it alway Is perfect day The Sun is not so clear LXV Oh blessed King From whom doth spring This state of happiness We 'll sing thy praise All our All-days Thy goodness we 'll confess LXVI When Adam fell What tongue could tell What was our misery In him we were He did us bear And in him we did dye LXVII Branches were we Of him the Tree The root wherefrom we grew A flood of woe Did us ore flow When his fall made us rue LXVIII Our root did rot Having forgot The hand that did it plant The branches must Then turn to dust For they their life did want LXIX In him we fell As low as Hell Death upon us did seise Woes in us bred Away quite fled All comfort joy and ease LXX Great was our fault At one assault And when ingaged thus God to reject And in effect To thrust away from us LXXI Great misery Therefore did lye Upon us by desert Of good bereft To be quite left To utmost grief and smart LXXII We were beguil'd Sin us defil'd And had so filthy made That God and we Could not agree Of him we were afraid LXXIII Mortallity Did by and by Seise on us oh what pain Did we procure For to endure Till dust we turn'd again LXXIV Yea God we lost Which was the most Sad loss could us befall His wrath also We fell into And into deadly thrall LXXV We lost that light Which gave us sight And ceast to understand And led by lust Became unjust Subject to sins command LXXVI The old Serpent A false light lent Which made us judge amiss And in vain things To seek the springs Of everlasting bliss LXXVII By those inslav'd We misbehav'd Our selves in every thing We acted evil We serv'd the Devil Took him for guide and King LXXVIII Lust was vice-King That was the spring Of actions light and grave Our subtlety That was the spy Which us false counsel gave LXXIX These did conspire To make us higher In our false fond conceit For Heaven the show'd False pleasures strow'd And therewith did us cheat LXXX Oh woful plight Oh ruful sight This was our fallen case In thraldom dwelt Seldom it felt But took it for solace LXXXI In darkness deep In dangers steep Perplexities and fears In depths of Hell Then did we dwell And spend our woful years LXXXII God was but just Us out to thrust From him we left him first And then a Hell Of woe befell Because of him accurst LXXXIII In which sad state Objects of hate And enemies to God Without his sight And destroy'd quite We ever had abode LXXXIV But that the Lord Though he abhor'd Then fellowship with us Yet pittiful In love did pull Us out and help us thus LXXXV The mighty Word Of this great Lord By whom he did us make Tha Wisdom high Our sins did spy But not with them partake LXXXVI A fountain pure He did endure In whom God took delight He was beloved And well approved For he did always right LXXXVII Angels some fell And down to Hell Were thrust ' cause they rebel'd God past them by And let them lye In chains of darkness held LXXXVIII But he by whom All good doth come Most holy did abide By him God now His love did show And mercy glorifi'd LXXXIX Him he decreed In this our need That saved we might be To be sent forth This one of worth Able to set us free XC The Womans seed Of David's breed To be He was ordained A man of grief To bring relief That we might be regain'd XCI Oh loving Lord Oh mighty word The source of all our bliss To be ador'd With one accord For evermore in this XCII This grand devise Ground of our rise Let men and Angels praise Angels admir'd And much desir'd This to behold always XCIII This we admire This with desire Now fully satisfi'd We look upon We make our song Its praise we cannot hide XCIV Here fully we Behold and see Gods admirable love And perfectly We here descry All his perfections move XCV In this we live This all doth give Which we injoy and have Can we forget To set forth it Which did us help and save XCVI This God fore-teld This all forth-held Both Law and Prophets too This all upheld This we beheld To raise us up from woe XCVII This with a blow Did overthrow The Devils Kingdom quite This did destroy What did annoy What kept us from the light XCVIII This to declare Let us not spare This is the mystery We now behold And can unfold With all its treasury XCIX With eye to this The God of bliss Ere since our dreadful fall Before it was Yet brought to pass In act did order all C. What mercies we Receiv'd we see Proceeded all here-fro We that have bliss They who did miss Beholden were hereto CI. Though justice them Who did contemn And slight it doth destroy To us that live Mercy doth give And Justice too all joy CII Mercy did all Respect i th' fall And help for them provide
's the top and height Of all our happiness That God with us we enjoy thus The Fountain of all bless 184. All which we have in Thee And with Thee perfectly Who can Thee reach or who can preach All thy perfections high 185. Oh thanks for evermore To God and to the Lamb Through Gods grace good and the Lambs blood It is that here we came 186. Where sulness of alâ— joy And pleasures evermore Our portion be therefore we Thee For ever do adore 187. The Scriptures we need not In dark they were our light Thou art our book on Thee we look And all things see aright 188. Tou art our GENESIS In Thee we were create Thou' rt our Beginning without Beginning And End beyond all date 189. By thee we out of dust Or nought our beings had All things in Thee to us are free And we have nothing bad 190. Thou art our EXODUS Our goings out of thrall Thou didst us save deliverance gave By thy high heav'nly call 191. Thour' t our LEVITICUS Through Thee to God we clave Through thy Priesthood and offrings good He never did us leave 192. We also to be Priests Were all by thee anneald Our Leprosie is cleans'd by Thee And all our issues heal'd 193. Thou art our NUMBERER In thee inrold we be Where God doth own in thee is shown Our Genealogie 194. Thou art our Second LAW A perfect summary Of Gods mercies and our duties We do in thee descry 195. Thou art our JOSHUAH Our Saviour Judge and King What we omitted or else forgetted Thou to our mind dost bring 196. It s thou in EPHRATA That hast done worthily Poor Gen iles thou when they did bow Hast lifted up on high 197. Thou art the perfect Scribe The writer of Gods Law Freedome declar'd and all repaird By thee we also saw 198. The poor and patient JOB Made poor and rich again Who thee opprest at thy request Yet mercy did obtain 199. Thou the sweet Singer art The chief Musitian who The Instrument didst first invent And play'st upon it too 200. Thou art our PSALM and Song Our hearts and tongues always Thou through thy love dost tune frame move To fing forth all thy praise 201. Thou only fulness hast All without thee is vain Thou art the Preacher and heavenly Teacher Who dost in Salem Raign 202. Thou' rt the Beloved one The swift Roe or young Hart The Song of Songs to Thee belongs Who its chief Subject art 203. Thy Testimony is Of all the Prophets old The quintessence and thou the sense Of Proverbs dost unfold 204. Thou from a low degree Hast rais'd us to the Throne The Righteous seed Thou hast all freed Here 's Lamentations none 205. Thou art the Gospels sum The tidings of great joy Blessings have we and peace in Thee Nothing doth us annoy 206. Thou Gods Epistle wert His mind in Thee He writ When we absent were he thee sent And Thou discoveredst it 207. Thou art the end of all In Thee God doth unfold And hath reveal'd what lay conceal'd In Thee we All behold 208. Thou all art and in all ALPHA and OMEGA Wherefore to Thee ever do we Sing Oh Hallelu-sah To the Holy Spirit 1. ANd yet again wee 'll sing and strike our strings Wee 'l shew forth whence the spring Of joy that makes us sing Oh 't is a glorious Fountain whence it springs 2. It is the Holy Spirit which he inherits Who did redeem us when We all were but lost men And purchast us to God by his great merits 3. The Spirit of Life which hath fil'd up our Faith And quenched all our griefs With his Cordial reliefs Hee 's Author of our good rejoyc'd us hath 4. He fils us with divine life as with wine And always flows into us And doth such glory show us That to rejoyce we jointly do combine 5. And cannot but rejoyce with pleasant voice And that continually And to Eternity With joys and gloryings in him rare and choice 6. That holy Spirit we will With utmost skill Set 〈◊〉 and magnifie And 〈◊〉 his love glory By whom God and the Lamb did all fulfil 7. He one is of the three in whom do we Live love and whom we doe Worship and bow unto Whose glory 't is our happiness to see 8. The glorious Father wild the word as skild Being that deep wisdom In which the will doth come Devâ—'d the Spirit of might it all fulfil'd 9 The Father and the word with one accord Decree'd devis'd to give Being to all that live And was the Spirit that being did afford 10. He is the mighty hand which the command Of the Father and the Son Which did through all things run Effected gave the world to be and stand 11. He the Heavens high out spred and adorned According as Gods will Holy and wise in skill Pleas'd to determine He them fashioned 12. The very crook't Serpent to his intent He form'd and all beside That was or doth abide According to Gods great commandement 13. He man to understand and to command All things in Earth and Sea That he did make to be Did form and fashion by his mighty hand 14. He is the fulness which is the most rich Forth-going of the High Father and Son whereby All things He built and as a tent did pitch 15. In him there is no less then all the bless And blessed vertues high Which do dwell perfectly In God and in the word and they possess 16. The fulness of all good like a great flood From the Ocean going And all overflowing Yea fuller 't is than can be understood 17. He from God and his word with them one Lord Searcheth the things most deep Which God in Christ doth keep The knowledge of them t is he doth afford 18. One with them twâ—â—â— was He As well know wee In all their councels old Most high and manifold Therefore they all by him declared be 19. Blest be that Spirit of grace who in its place Did both a body frame For the Word and th same Sanctifie that no sin might it deface 20. The eternal Spirit the same who did us frame Seeing us in sin dead And helpless pittyed Us all and blessed be his holy Name 21. He that we might from sin be freed wherein We lay condemn'd prepar'd As He had fore declar'd That blessed body unto us a kin 22. And fild it with his power that in the hour Of death and darkness He Upheld was did not flee From that great cup of vengeance sharp and sour 23. To which he by this Spirit that he might merit For us Redemption Accurst the Cross upon Did yield himself that we might Life inherit 24. Thou Spirit most blest didst raise within three days That body up again Loosing of Death the pain To justifie us for which we thee prasse 25. And for those infinite perfections bright That are in Thee and all Thy works both great and small Thou carryedst up that body to