Spiritual Melody Containing near Three Hundred Sacred Hymns. By Benjamin Keach |
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Spiritual Melody | ||
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HYMN 118.
[If Conscience is become my Friend]
The Third Part.
If Conscience is become my Friend,
And chearfully doth speak to me,
And I do to his motions bend,
No matter though I hated be:
And chearfully doth speak to me,
And I do to his motions bend,
No matter though I hated be:
No matter 'tis who doth revile,
If Conscience doth his witness bear
For us, and doth upon us smile,
Most easie will all things appear.
If Conscience doth his witness bear
For us, and doth upon us smile,
Most easie will all things appear.
If Conscience now doth give us rest,
And from all burthens sets us free,
Again we would not be opprest
In the old bonds of misery,
And from all burthens sets us free,
Again we would not be opprest
In the old bonds of misery,
For Kingdoms, nor for Crowns of Gold,
Such inward joy doth he afford,
That nothing can the same unfold,
It so aboundeth in the Lord.
Such inward joy doth he afford,
That nothing can the same unfold,
It so aboundeth in the Lord.
'Tis Conscience which with peecious Food
Doth feed God's Saints continually;
Its Dainties also are so good,
All other Sweets they do defie.
Doth feed God's Saints continually;
Its Dainties also are so good,
All other Sweets they do defie.
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This Banquet lasting is also,
'Tis here they feast both night and day,
With all supplies they meet with do,
And none their joys can take away.
'Tis here they feast both night and day,
With all supplies they meet with do,
And none their joys can take away.
'Tis Conscience which doth chearful make
When Saints possessed are with grief;
And when they suffer for his sake,
He brings them joy and sweet relief.
When Saints possessed are with grief;
And when they suffer for his sake,
He brings them joy and sweet relief.
The Fourth Part.
When Troubles rise and do encrease,
And Sinners to the Mountains fly,
Conscience to Saints doth speak much peace,
And makes them sing when they do die.
And Sinners to the Mountains fly,
Conscience to Saints doth speak much peace,
And makes them sing when they do die.
When others do amazed stand,
A place of shelter, Lord, have we,
And Conscience will lend us a hand,
That we may hide our selves in thee;
A place of shelter, Lord, have we,
And Conscience will lend us a hand,
That we may hide our selves in thee;
And in safe Chambers lock us up
Whilst all the Troubles here shall last,
And free us from the bitter cup
'Till all the indignation's past.
Whilst all the Troubles here shall last,
And free us from the bitter cup
'Till all the indignation's past.
At Death, and in the Judgment-day,
What would Men give for such a Friend?
All those which do him disobey,
They'll find themselves undone it'th'end.
What would Men give for such a Friend?
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They'll find themselves undone it'th'end.
How will such Souls repent too late,
And wofully will howl and cry!
But whilst such do condole their fate,
Our Souls shall sing continually
And wofully will howl and cry!
But whilst such do condole their fate,
Our Souls shall sing continually
In joyful Hymns unto our God,
Who has preserved us from harms,
And ever will protect us still
From Satan's base alluring Charms.
Who has preserved us from harms,
And ever will protect us still
From Satan's base alluring Charms.
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