The Tears are all wip'd from thefe Eyes,
And Evil they never shall see.*
VI.

To mourn and to suffer is mine,
While bound in a Prison I breathe,
And still for Deliverance pine,

And prefs to the Iffues of Death :
What now with my Tears I bedew,
I wait the good Time to become,
My Spirit created anew,

My Flesh be confign'd to the Tomb!

Ho

HYMN CXXXII.

ANOTHER.

I.

OSANNA to JESUS on high !
Another is enter'd his Reft,

Another is 'fcap'd to the Sky,

And lodg'd in IMMANUEL'S Breaft;
The Soul of our Brother is gone
To heighten the Triumph above,
Exalted to JESUS's Throne,
Exalted by JESUS's Love!
II.

How happy the Angels that fall §
Tranfported at JESUS's Name"

The Saints whom he fooneft fhall call
To share in the + Feaft of the Lamb!

No

Zeph. iii. 15.

§ Rev. v. 14.

+ Rev. xix. 9.

No longer imprison'd in Clay,

Who next from his Dungeon fhall fly ? Who first shall be fummon'd away?

My merciful God

III.

Is it I ?

O JESUS! if this be thy Will,
That fuddenly I fhould depart,
Thy Counsel of Mercy reveal,
And whisper the Call to my Heart :
O give me a Signal to know,

If foon Thou wouldst have Me remove,
And leave the dull Body below,
And fly to the Regions of Love,

HYMN CXXXIII.

ANOTHER.

I.

ND let this feeble Body fail,
And let it faint or dię !

My Soul fhall quit the mournful Vale,
And foar to Worlds on high:
Shall join the difembody'd Saints,
And find its long-fought Reft,
That only Blifs for which it pants,
In the REDEEMER'S Breaft.*

II.

In hope of that immortal Crown,
I now the Crofs fuftain,

And gladly wander up and down,
And smile at Toil and Pain:

I fuffer on my threefcore Years
Till my Deliv'rer come,

And wipe away his Servant's Tears,
And take his Exile home.

III.

O what hath JESUS bought for me!
Before my ravifh'd Eyes,
Rivers of Life divine I fee,
And Trees of Paradife!

I fee a World of Spirits bright,
Who tafte the Pleasures there!
They all are rob'd in fpotlefs White,
And conqu❜ring Palms they bear.
IV.

O what are all my Suff'rings here,
If, LORD, Thou count me meet,
With that enraptur'd Hoft t' appear,
And worship at thy Feet!

Give Joy or Grief, give Eafe or Pain,
Take Life and Friends away!
But let me find them all again,
In that eternal Day !

UT of the Depth of Self-Defpair

OUT
Help us, O LORD, to cry;

Our Mis'ry mark, attend our Prayer,
And bring Salvation nigh.

If

*Pl. xc. 10. Rev..xxi. 4. † Rev. xxii. 1, 2. lf. xxv. 8. Rev. vii. 9.

II.

If Thou art rig'roufly fevere,"
Who may the Teft abide!
O where fhall finful Man appear!
Or how be juftified !

III.

But O! Forgiveness is with Thee,
That Sinners may adore,
With filial Fear thy Goodness fee,
And never grieve Thee more.
IV.

Ye faithful Souls, confide in GOD,
Mercy with him remains,
Plenteous Redemption in his Blood,
To wash out all your Stains.

V.

His Ifrael Himself shall clear,
From all their Sins redeem :
The LORD our Righteousness is near,
And we are Juft in Him, t

B

LET is the Man, and none but He,
Who walks not with ungodly Men,

Nor ftands their evil Deeds to fee,
Nor fits the Innocent t' arraign,
The Perfecutor's Guilt to share,
Oppreffive in the Scorner's Chair.

* Pf. cxlv. 18. + 2 Cor. v. 21.

Obe

II.

Obedience is his pure Delight,

To do the Pleafure of his LORD,
His Exercise by Day and Night
To fearch his Soul-converting Word;
The Law of Liberty to prove,
The perfect Law of Life and Love.
III.

Faft by the Streams of Paradife,

He as a pleafant Plant fhall grow : The Tree of Righteoufnefs fhall rife, And all his blooming Honours fhew; Spread out his Boughs and flourish fair, And Fruit unto Perfection bear.

IV.

His verdant Leaf fhall never fade,

His Works of Faith shall never ceafe ; His happy Toil fhall all fucceed

Whom GOD Himfelf Delights to blefs: But no Success th' Ungodly find, Scatter'd like Chaff before the Wind. V.

No Portion and no Place have they

With those whom GOD vouchfafes t'approve: Caft in the dreadful Judgment Day,

Who trample on their SAVIOUR's Love, Who Here their Bleeding LORD deny, Shall perish, and for ever die.

James i. 25. ii. 12.

HYMN