III.

Could hear a guilty Wretch complain,
And when I thought my Sighs were vain

A kind Deliv'rance fend:

Tho' flying from His gracious Sight,
I, Rebel-like, defy'd His Might,
He prov'd the SINNERS FRIEND.
IV.

The High and Lofty ONE look'd down,
The LORD took pity on His own,

And deign'd my Life to faveu
His injur'd Goodness took my Part,
His Pity heal'd my broken Heart,
His Hand unlock'd my Grave.
V.

Thanksgiving, Love, and humble Praise
Shall fill the Remnant of my Days,
Shall bow my grateful Knee :
My gracious SAVIOUR, and my GOD
I'll praife Thee for thy chaft'ning Rod
Which brought me back to Thee.

HYMN CLXXXIII.

The Believer's earnest Expectation and Hope. Phil. i. 20.

I.

HE is a GoD of Sov'reign Love

That promis'd Heav'n to me,

And taught my Thoughts to foar † above

Where happy § Spirits be.

Prepare

John xii. 26. † Col. iii. 1, 2. § Heb. xii. 23.

II.

Prepare me, LORD, for thy Right Hand,
Then come the joyful Day!

Come Death, and fome || celeftial Band, ›
To bear my Soul away.

III.

Then, my + Beloved, take my Soul
Up to thy bleft Abode,

That, Face to Face, I may behold i
My SAVIOUR and my GOD.

HYMN CLXXXIV.

PSALM. cxlviii.

I..

PRAISE ye the LORD, y' immortal Choir,

fill the Realms above:

Praise Him who form'd you of his Fire,
And feeds you with his Love:
Shine to his Praife, ye cryftal Skies,
The Floor of his Abode,

Or veil in Shades your Thousand Eyes,
Before your brighter GOD.

II.

Thou reftlefs Globe of golden Light,
Whofe Beams create our Days,
Join with the Silver Queen of Night,
To own your borrow'd Rays:
Winds, ye fhall bear his Name aloud,
Thro' the etherial Blue;

Luke xvi. zz.

Cant. ii, 16.

Job. xix. 27. 1. Cor. xii. 12.

For

For when his Chariot is a Cloud,
He make his Wheels of you.
III.

Thunder and Hail and Fire and Storms,
The Troops of his Command,
Appear in all your dreadful Forms,
And speak his aweful Hand :
Shout to the LORD, ye furging Seas,
In your eternal Roar ;

Let Wave to Wave refound his Praife,
And Shore reply to Shere.

IV.

Wave your tall Heads, ye lofty Pines,
To him that bids you grow;
Sweet Clufters bend the fruitful Vines
On ev'ry thankful Bough:
Thus while the meaner Creatures fing,
Ye Mortals, take the Sound:
Echo the Glories of your King,
Thro' all the Nations round.

HYMN CLXXXV.

I.

That Heart can comprehend?
H' extent of JESU's Love

A Breadth whose Distance none can prove,
A Length without an End:

The firft-born & Seraphs try
The Myft'ry to explore;

Yet cannot trace it out; for why ?
The Curfe they never bore.

The

Pf. civ. 3. Eph. iii. 18, 19. Pet. i. 12.

II.

The Grace unfearchable,

Transcending human Thought,

Who, who, in Earth or Heav'n can tell,
Or find the Wonder out?
All the angelic Choir

Unite to give Him Praise :

And Saints redeeming Love admire,
And loud Hofannahs raise.

III..

TO CHRIST we lift our Voice,
Who have +Redemption found :-
And in His Name alone rejoice,
Whence all our Joys abound:
This cures the burden'd Mind,,
This calms the troubled Heart;
This manifefts the SAVIOUR Kind,
And bids our Fears depart.

HYMN CLXXXVII.

I.

THEN I travel in Diftrefs,,

WHE

Wer Grief of any kind.

Or

Burden'd with Uneafinefs,

And Anguish on my Mind';
One sweet Ray of Heav'nly Light:
Difpels the Clouds which intervene,.
Turns to Day the gloomy Night,
And quite renews the Scene.
II.

My Complaints with Speed remove,,
My Sorrows turn to Joy,

R 3

Eph, i. 7.

Songs

Songs of Melody and Love
Again my Tongue employ :
Then I find the refting Place,
To all the carnal World + unknown;
There I tafte the glorious Peace
Felt by the Saints alone.

HYMN CLXXXVII.

PSALM XC.

I.

GOD our Help in Ages paft, Our Hope for Years to come, Our Shelter from the ftormy Blaft, And our eternal Home.

II.

Before the Hills in Order flood,
Or Earth receiv'd its Frame,
From everlafting thou art Gop,
To endless Years the fame.
III.

A thoufand Ages in thy Sight
Are as an Ev'ning gone,

Short as the Watch that ends the Night
Before the rifing Sun.

IV.

The bufy Tribes of Flesh and Blood,
With all their Cares and Fears,

Are carry'd downward by the Flood,
And loft in foll'wing Years.

Time

Matt. i. 28. † Prov. xiv. 19, If, xlviii. 22.
John xiv. 27.