Nothing want beneath, above,
Happy, happy in thy Love!
O! that all may feek and find,
Ev'ry Good in JESUS join'd!
Him let Ifrael ftill adore,
Truft Him, praise Him evermore.
JESUS my all, to Heav'n is
gone,
He whom I fix my Hope upon;
His Track I fee, and I'll pursue
The narrow Way, 'till Him I view.
The Way the holy Prophets went,
The Road that leads from Banishment,
The King's Highway of Holiness
I'll go, for all his Paths are Peace.
No Stranger may Proceed therein,
No Lover of the World and Sin,
No Lion, no devouring Care,
No Sin, nor Sorrow shall be there..
No, nothing may go up thereon,,
But trav'ling Souls, and I am one:
Way-faring Men to Canaan bound,,
Shall only in the Way be found."
This is the Way I long have fought,
And mourn'd because I found it not;
My Grief a Burden long has been,
Because I could not ceafe from Sin.
The more I ftrove against it's Pow'r,'
I finn'd and ftumbled but the more,
Till late I heard my SAVIOUR fay,
"Come hither, Soul, "I am the Way,
VII.
Lo! glad I come, and Thou blefs'd LAME,
Shalt take me to Thee as I am;
Nothing but Sin I Thee can give,
Nothing but Love fhall I receive. ||
VII.
Then will I tell to Sinners round;
What a dear SAVIOUR I have found;
I'll point to thy redeeming Blood.
And fay," Behold the Way to GOD."t
LORY be to GOD on high,
GGon whofe Glory fills the Sky ;
Peace on Earth and Men forgiv❜n,
Man, the well beloved of Heav'n.
CHRIST Our LORD and GOD we own,
CHRIST the FATHER'S only SON,
LAMB OF GOD for Sinners flain.
SAVIOUR of offending Man.
Rom. vii. 14. &c. ‡ John xiv. 6. | Hof.
Bow thine Ear, in Mercy bow,
Hear, the World's Atonement Thou,
JESU' in thy Name we pray,
Take, O take, our Sins away.
IV.
Pow'rful Advocate with God,
Juftify us by thy Blood;
Bow thine Ear, in Mercy bow,
Hear the World's Atonement Thou.
'HE LORD my Pafture shall prepare,
And feed me with a Shepherd's Care,
His Prefence shall my Wants fupply;..
And guard me with a watchful Eye;
My Noon-day Walks he fhall attend,
And all my Midnight Hours defend.
II.
When in the fultry Glebe I faint,
Or on the thirsty Mountain pant,
To fertile Vales and dewy Meads
My weary wand'ring Steps he leads;
Where peaceful Rivers, foft and flow,
Amid the verdant Landskip flow.
III.
Though in the Paths of Death I tread,
With gloomy Horrors overfpread,
My ftedfaft Heart fhall fear no Ill,
For Thou, O LORD, art with me ftill;
Thy friendly Crook fhall give me Aid,
And guide me through the dreadful Shade.
Tho' in a bare and rugged Way,
Thro' devious lonely Wilds I stray,
Thy Bounty fhall my Pains beguile,
The barren Wilderness fhall fmile,
With fudden Greens and Herbage crown'd,
And Streams fhall murmur all around..
NOME to Judgment, come away,
Hark, I hear th' Arch-angel fay,
Summoning the Dead to rife)
"Hafte, refume, and lift your Eyes,
"Hear ye Sons of Adam hear,
"Man before thy GOD appear.
II.
Come to Judgment, come away,
This the laft, the dreadful Day:
Sov'reign Author Judge of all,.
Duft obeys thy quick'ning Call,*
Duft no other Voice will heed,
Thine the Trump that wakes the Dead..
III.
Come to Judgment, come away,
Ling'ring Man no longer stay,
Thee let Earth at length restore,
Pris'ner in her Womb no more,
Burft the Barriers of the Tomb,
Rife to meet thine inftant Doom!
Come to Judgment, come away,
Wide difpers'd howe'er ye ftray,
Loft in Fire, or Air, or Main,
Kindred Atoms meet again,
Sepulchered where'er ye reft,
Mix'd with Fish, or Bird, or Beaft.
V.
Come to Judgment, come away,
Help, O CHRIST, thy Work's Decay;
Man is out of Order hurl'd,
Parcel'd out of all the World:
LORD, thy broken Confort, raife,
And the Mufick fhall be Praise.
HYMN XXI.
Lam. i. 12.
LL ye that pafs by,
To JESUS draw nigh,
To you is it nothing that JESUS fhould die ?
Your Ranfom and Peace,
Your Surety he is ;
Come fee if there ever was Sorrow like His.
For what ye have done
His Blood must atone,
The FATHER hath punish'd for you his dear Son: The LORD, in the Day I
Our Sins on the LAMB and he bore them away.
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