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Good news of gold to poor that lack;
Of raiment to the naked back;
Of binding to the wounds that smart;
And reft unto the weary heart.

Glad news of freedom to the bound
Of itore all loffes to refound

Of endless life unto the dead

And prefent help in time of need.

Good news of heav'n, where angels dwell,
To thofe that well deferved hell;

Of strength to weak for work and war.
And accefs near to thofe afar

Glad news of joy to thofe that weep,
And tender care of cripple fheep;
Öf fhelter to the foul purfu'd,
And cleanfing to the hellifh-hue'd:
Of floods to fap the parched ground,
And ftreams to run the defart round;
Of ranfom to the captive caught,
And harbour to the found'ring yacht :
Of timely aid to weary groans;
Of joy reftor'd to broken bones:
Of divine to graceless preys,
And glory to the vile and base:
Of living water pure, that teems
On fainting fouls refreshing ftreams;
Of gen'rous wine to chear the ftrong,
And milk to feed the tender young:
Of faving faith to faithlefs ones;
Off ft'ning grace to flinty ftones;
Of pardon to a guilty crew,

grace

And mercy free, where wrath was due.

Good news of welcome kind to all,
That come to Jefus at his call;

Yea, new of drawing pow'r, when fcant,
To those that fain would come and can't.
Glad news of rich myflerious grace,
And mercy meeting ev'ry cafe;
Of store immenfe all voids to fill,
And free to whofoever will.

Of Chrift exalted as a Prince,

Pardons to give a penitence;
Of grace o'ercoming ftubborn wills,
And leaping over Bether hills.
Faith comes by hearing thefe reports;
Straight to the court of grace reforts,
And, free of mercenary thought,
Gets royal bounty all for nought.
Faith's wing within the clammy fea
Of legal merit cannot flee;
But mounting mercy's air apace,
Soars in the element of grace.
But as free love the bleffing gives
To him that works not, but believes,
So faith, once reaching its defire,
Works hard by love, but not by hire.

CHA P. III.

The BELIEVER'S PRINCIPLES Concerning Juftification and Sanctification, their Difference and Harmony.

SECT. I.

The Difference between Juftification and Sanctification; or Righteoufnefs imputed and Grace imparted; in upwards of thirty particulars *.

KIND Jefus fpent his life to fpin

My robe of perfect righteoufnefs;

But by his Spirit's work within
He forms my gracious holy drefs.

He as a Prieft me juflifies,

His blood does roaring confcience ftill;

But as a King he fanctifies,

And fubjugates my ftubborn will.

*Note, That (METRI CAUSA) Juftification is fometimes here exproffed by the words, Imputed grace, justifying grace, righteousness, 8cc.Sanctification by the names, Imparted grace, grace, graces, holiness, fandlity, &c.; which the judicious will gaily understand.

He juftifying by his merit,'
Imputes to me his righteoufnefs;
But fanctifying by his Spirit,
Infufes in me faving grace.
My juftifying righteoufnefs
Can merit by condignity;

But nothing with my ftrongeft grace
Can be deferv'd by naughty me.

This juftifying favour fets,

The guilt of all my fin remote:

But fanctifying grace delets

The filth and blacknefs of its blot.

By virtue of this righteousness

Sin can't condemn nor jufily brand:

By virtue of infused grace

Anon it ceafes to command.

The righteoufnefs which I enjoy,

Sin's damning pow'r will wholly ftay:
And grace imparted will deftroy
Its ruling domineering fway.
The former is my Judge's act
Of condonation full and free:
The latter his commenced fact,
And gradual work advanc'd in me.
The former's inftantaneous,

The moment that I first believe:
The latter is, as Heav'n allows,
Progreffive while on earth I live.
The firft will peace to confcience give,
The laft the filthy heart will cleanfe:
The first effects a relative,

The last a real inward change.

The former pardons ev'ry fin,

And counts me righteous, free, and juft:

The latter quickens grace within,

And mortifies my fin and luft.

Imputed grace intitles me

Unto eternal happiness;

Imparted grace will qualify

That heav'nly kingdom to poffefs.

My righteoufnefs is infinite,

Both fubjectively and in kind; My holiness moft incomplete,

And daily wavers like the wind. So lafting is my outer drefs,

It never wears nor waxes old; My inner garb of grace decays And fades, if Heav'n do not uphold. My righteousness and pardon is At once moft perfect and complete; But fanctity admits degrees, Does vary, fluctuate, and fleet. Hence fix'd, my righteousness divine No real change can undergo; But all my graces wax and wane, By various turnings ebb and flow. I'm by the first as righteous now, As e'er hereafter I can be: The laft will to perfection grow, Heav'n only is the full degree. The first is equal, wholly giv'n, And ftill the fame in ev'ry faint; The laft unequal and unev'n,

While fome enjoy what others want. My righteousnefs divine is fresh, For ever pure and heav'nly both; My fanctity is partly flesh,

And juftly term'd a menftrous cloth.

My righteousness I magnify,

'Tis my triumphant lofty flag; But, pois'd with this, my fanctity Is nothing but a filthy rag.

I glory in my righteousness,

And loud extol it with my tongue; But all my grace, compar'd with this, I under-rate as lofs and dung.

By justifying grace I'm apt

Of divine favour free to boast;

By holiness I'm partly fhap'd
Into his image I had loft.

The first to divine juftice pays
A rent to fill the furious ftorm;
The last to divine holinefs

Inftructs me duly to perform.
The firft does quench the fiery law,
Its rigid cov'nant fully ftay;
The laft its rule embroider'd draw,
To deck my heart, and gild my way.
The fubject of my righteousness
Is Chrift himself, my glorious Head;
But I the fubject am of grace,
As he fupplies my daily need.
The matter of the former too
Is only Chrift's obedience dear;
But, lo! his helping me to do

As all the work and matter here.

I on my righteousness rely

For Heav'n's acceptance free, and win; But, in this matter must deny

My grace, ev'n as I do my fin.
Though all my graces precious are,
Yea, perfect alfo in defire;
They cannot ftand before the bar
Where awful juftice is umpire:
But, in the rob that Chrift did fpin,
They are of great and high request;
They have acceptance wrapt within
My elder Brother's bloody vest.
My righteoufnefs proclaims me great
And fair, even in the fight of God;
But fanctity's my main off-fet
Before the gazing world abroad.

More juftify'd I cannot be

By all my most religious acts; But thefe increase my sanctity, That's ftill attended with defects.

My righteousness the safest ark

'Midft ev'ry threat'ning flood will be;

My graces but a leaking bark

Upon a stormy raging fea.

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