The Sinner converted. If. xxxviii. 17, 19. Thou haft in Love to my Soul delivered it from the Pit of Corruption; for thou hast caft all my Sins behind thy Back. The Living, the Living, he fhall praife thee, as I do this Day.

WE

I.

HEN with my Mind devoutly preft,
Dear SAVIOUR, my revolving Breast
Would paft Offences trace;

Trembling I make the black Review,
Yet pleas'd behold, admiring too,
The Power of changing Grace!.

II.

This Tongue, with Blafphemies defil'd,
Thefe Feet to erring Paths beguil'd,
In heav'nly League agree;

Who could believe fuch Lips could praife,
Or think my dark and winding Ways
Should ever lead to Thee!

III.

Thefe Eyes, that once abus'd their Sight,
Now lift to Thee their wat❜ry Light,
And weep a filent Flood;

Thefe Hands afcend in ceafelefs Pray'r ;
O wash away the Stains they wear,
In pure redeeming Blood!

iv.

Thefe Ears, that pleas'd could entertain
The midnight Oath, the luftful Strain,
When round the feftal Board;

Now deaf to all th' enchanting Noise,
Avoid the Throng, deteft the Joys,
And prefs to hear thy WORD.
V.

Thus art Thou ferved in ev'ry Part-
O wouldst Thou more transform my Heart,
This droffy Thing refine;

That Grace might Nature's Strength controul,
And a new Creature-Body-Soul-
Be, LORD, for ever thine.

W

HYMN XXIX.

Farewel to the World.

I.

TORLD adieu! thou real Cheat,
Oft have thy deceitful Charms
Fill'd my Heart with fond Conceit,
Foolith Hopes, and false Alarms;
Now I fee, as clear as Day,
How thy Follies pafs away.

II.

Vain thy entertaining Sights,
Falfe thy Promifes renew'd,
All the Pomp of thy Delights
Does but flatter and delude :
Thee I quit, for Heav'n above,
Obje&t of the nobleft Love.
III.

Farewel Honour's empty Pride,
Thy own nice, uncertain Guft,
If the leaft Mifchance betide,
Lays thee lower than the Duft:
Wordy Honours end in Gall,
Rife To-day-To-morrow fall.

Foolish

More inconftant than the Wave, L¬A
Where thy foothing Fancies dwell,
Pureft Tempers they deprave:
He, to whom I fly from thee,

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JESUS CHRIST fhall fet me freely) 201 to dinaspe de V.

Let not, LORD! my wand'ring Mind A

Follow after fleeting Toys, d

Since, in Thee, alone, I find

Solid and fubftantial Joys:

Joys that never over-paft,
Thro' Eternity fhall faft.

VI.

LORD! how happy is a Heart
After Thee while it afpires!
True and faithful as Thou art,
Thou shall anfwer it's Defires:
It fhall fee the glorious Scene
Of thine everlafting Reign.

HE

I.

EAD of the Church triumphant
We joyfully adore Thee;
Till Thou appear,

Thy Members here,"

Shall Sing like thofe in Glory
We lift our Hearts and Voices
With bleft Anticipation,

And

II.

While in Affliction's Furnace,
And paffing thro' the Fire,
Thy Love we Praife,
Which knows our Days,
And ever brings us nigher.
We clap our Hands exulting,*
In thine Almighty Favour,
The Love divine

Which made us Thine
Shall keep us Thine for ever.
III.

Thou doft conduct thy People
Thro' Torrents of Temptation,
Nor will we fear,

Whilft thou art near,

The Fire of Tribulation.

The World with Sin and Satan
In vain our March oppofes,
By Thee we fhall

Break thro' them all,

And fing the Song of Moses.†
IV.

By Faith we see the Glory,
To which Thou fhalt reftore us,
The Crofs defpife

For that high Prize

Which Thou haft fet before us.

And

Pfalm xlvii. 1.

† Exod. xv. 13.

COM

I.

NOME ye that love the LORD,
And let your Joys be known,

Join in a Song with fweet accord,

While ye furround the Throne, uod F I.

The Sorrows of the Mind.

Be banish'd from the place;

W

Religion never was defign'd to

To make our Pleafures lefs.row and

Let thofe refufe to fing, sw add y&
Who never knew our Gop

But Children of the heav'nly King oil brá

Will fpeak their Joys abroad.

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The Men of Grace have found
Glory begun below; chalo

Celestial Fruits, on earthly Ground,

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The Hill of Zion yields

A thousand facred Sweets,