University of Virginia Library

XIII. VOLUME XIII.


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SHORT HYMNS ON SELECT PASSAGES OF THE Holy Scriptures.


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ROMANS.

3036.

[Superior to all fear and shame]

I am not ashamed of the gospel of Christ: for, &c. —i. 16.

Superior to all fear and shame,
Entrusted with the gospel-word,
Through earth I glory to proclaim
The love of my redeeming Lord,
Which could so strange a method find
To save our lost, apostate kind.
Jehovah's co-eternal Son
Did in our flesh appear beneath,
He laid His life a ransom down,
For every man He tasted death,
To justify us by His blood,
And bring the sprinkled world to God.
Whoe'er the joyful news believes,
Pardon'd through instantaneous grace,
The saving power Divine receives;
And while on Christ his soul he stays,

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He gains at last the perfect love,
And mingles with the saints above.

3037.

[The riches of Thy pardoning grace]

Not knowing that the goodness of God leadeth, &c. —ii. 4.

The riches of Thy pardoning grace
I have too long despised,
Nor husbanded the added space,
Nor every moment prized:
I harden'd by ten thousand falls
My unrepenting heart,
Withstood the slighted Spirit's calls,
And forced Him to depart.
But now enlighten'd from above
Thy kind intent I see;
And led by Thy unwearied love
I come at last to Thee.
I know Thou hast so long forborne,
And kept me out of hell,
That I might to my Saviour turn,
And all Thy goodness feel.
I from this instant now repent,
Beneath my vileness groan,
Renounce my idols, and consent
To live for God alone.
But let me suffer on till death,
Though pardon'd and restored,
Lamenting with my latest breath,
That I have grieved my Lord.

3038.

[Not all that hear the word]

Not the hearers...but the doers of the law shall, &c. —ii. 13.

Not all that hear the word,
But who through faith obey,
Shall stand before their glorious Lord,
Acquitted in that day:

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Who freely saved by grace,
Their pardon here receive,
And live the life of holiness,
They shall for ever live.
The peace Thy people know,
Jesus, in me reveal,
With grace in all Thy paths to go,
And all Thy words fulfil:
Then, then, Thy servant praise,
Supremely justified,
And give the crown of righteousness,
And seat me by Thy side.

3039.

[Whate'er the hypocrites pretend]

Let God be true, but every man a liar. —iii. 4.

Whate'er the hypocrites pretend,
Whate'er the self-deceivers boast,
God never can on man depend,
Or disappoint His people's trust;
His word to all the seed is sure,
And shall from age to age endure.
His promise stands, I will forgive,
And those who in His truth confide
Their pardon seal'd through faith receive,
They all are freely justified,
While God attests their sins forgiven,
Himself the earnest of their heaven.
He saith, Ye shall be perfect here!
And should ten thousand souls presume
To' usurp the sinless character,
Before the perfect gift is come,

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Yet on Thy faithful mercies cast,
We shall obtain the prize at last.
Whoe'er through ignorance, or pride,
Are found false-witnesses for God,
Thou hast on earth a spotless bride;
And trusting Thine all-cleansing blood,
We too Thine utmost truth shall prove,
Complete in holiness and love.
 

Matthew v. 48.

3040.

[Who pardon preach through faith alone]

Do we then make void the law through faith? &c. —iii. 31.

Who pardon preach through faith alone,
Do we not piety reject,
The need of virtuous deeds disown,
And make the law of none effect?
The law we stablish and defend,
Its full authority we prove,
And point poor souls to Christ its end,
And show it all fulfill'd in love.
We the one sure foundation lay,
Of righteous works and tempers pure,
“Receive with faith a power to' obey,
And labouring to the end endure:
Thou may'st through that all-cleansing blood
Consummate holiness attain,
And answering the whole will of God,
Commence at last a perfect man.”

3041.

[The old congenial man of sin]

Our old man is crucified with Him, that the, &c. —vi. 6.

The old congenial man of sin,
Coeval with the fall we know,
The' entire depravity within,
Whence all our endless evils flow;
Corrupt alas, through every part,
No good, no help in us we have,

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But fly to Him with broken heart,
Who died Himself our souls to save.
Nail'd to the cross where Jesus bled,
United with His sacrifice,
(Not instantaneously struck dead)
A lingering death our nature dies:
The death my Saviour bore for me,
Exerts its mortifying power,
Till nature gasping on the tree
Is quite extinct, and stirs no more.
Whether by slow or swift degrees,
The selfish and the proud desire,
The Adam old shall surely cease,
And the last breath of sin expire;
My actions, words, and thoughts impure,
Sin's members, all destroy'd shall be,
And then of full salvation sure,
I dwell in Christ, and Christ in me.

3042.

[Most wretched of all the lost race]

O wretched man that I am! who shall, &c. —vii. 24, 25.

Most wretched of all the lost race,
My burden unable to bear,
I yield to my utter disgrace,
I plunge in the gulf of despair:
Ah, who from this intimate hell,
This body of sin, shall set free,
My fulness of evil expel,
And save such a sinner as me!
The grace of a pacified God,
(Who gave us His Son from above,)
The virtue of Jesus's blood,
Applied by the Spirit of love!

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My Saviour, I know, shall release,
My soul to the uttermost save,
And fill me with heavenly peace,
And ransom at last from the grave.

3043.

[What must I do, shut up alone]

What must I do, shut up alone,
And to this wretched self confined;
Nothing but sin I call my own,
Naked, and destitute, and blind:
A gulf of darkness palpable,
A being infinite and void,
My nature's total fall I feel,
And all my painful want of God!

3044.

[In iron bondage bound]

In iron bondage bound,
In guilt and misery,
I shall repeat the doleful sound,
Who shall deliver me?
Wretched as sin can make
Its struggling vassal here,
Till He who did my sorrows take,
In my behalf appear.
O Thou redeeming God
Regard my plaintive cry,
The soul for whom Thou shedd'st Thy blood
Is at the point to die:
Deaf to a sinner's groan
If Thou despise my pain,
I perish utterly undone,
And Thou hast died in vain.
But wilt Thou give me up
Out of Thy presence cast

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And quench my faintest spark of hope,
And cast me off at last?
O let Thy bowels give
The answer to my prayer;
And if Thy heart would have me live,
In mine Thy grace declare.
The grace of God in Thee,
The reconciling love,
I trust its all-sufficiency
My burden to remove.
And truly justified
From sin I soon shall cease,
Deliver'd by Thy blood applied,
Restored to perfect peace.

3045.

[Born a sad heir of endless pain]

Born a sad heir of endless pain,
A sinful miserable man,
A vile transgressor from the womb,
I travel, burden'd, to the tomb.
No refuge in myself have I,
No power from my own heart to fly,
To help its plague incurable,
Or quench the fire of inbred hell.
Who shall my soul deliver? Who
Impossibilities can do?
My heart out of my body tear,
Or snatch me from extreme despair?
Guilty I must for ever die,
Unless that Lamb His blood apply;
Moved by Himself to set me free,
And end my sinful misery.

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As to a loathsome carcase join'd
My spirit link'd with sin I find,
And sink into the gulf beneath,
Dragg'd by the body of this death.
But Jesus suffer'd in my stead,
To part the living from the dead;
And freely pour'd out all that blood
Which brings me back, redeem'd to God.
O God in Christ, a soul behold,
By blood Divine redeem'd of old,
Through Jesus' wounds the sinner see,
Father of mercies, look on me!
Extend Thine arms to take me in,
Pardon'd and separated from sin,
Just through Another's righteousness,
And altogether saved by grace.

3046.

[Father, Thy most benign intent]

God sending His own Son in the likeness, &c. —viii. 3, 4.

Father, Thy most benign intent
With warmest gratitude we own,
Thou hast in human likeness sent
Thy Son, for all our sins to' atone,
Sinless, yet like His brethren made,
He died a victim in our stead.
He died, that sin in us might die,
Condemn'd, when Jesus breathed His last:
Sin in the flesh we now defy;
Its guilt and tyranny are past;
And dying of its mortal wound,
It soon shall be no longer found.
The righteousness Thy law requires
Shall then be all in us fulfill'd,

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Who now renounce our own desires,
And to Thy Spirit's motions yield;
And following our celestial Guide,
Go on, till wholly sanctified.
In us the full obedience true,
Which Jesus for His people wrought,
Shall be by Him perform'd anew,
While saints in deed, and word, and thought,
Fill'd with the triune God, we prove
The righteousness of perfect love.

3047.

[This dire propensity to ill]

The carnal mind is enmity against God. —viii. 7.

This dire propensity to ill
Shall I, my God, for ever feel,
By nature to all sin inclined,
And born Thy foe in heart and mind?
Is it Thy holy will? And must
The flesh against the Spirit lust,
With all that Spirit's energy
Suppress'd, but not destroy'd, in me?
I hear Thy feeble children cry,
“Inbeing sin can never die,
God will not take the root away,
He never will its relics slay.
But let my Lord His counsel tell,
Must sin in saints for ever dwell?
Is this the glorious liberty,
The all of grace which is in Thee?
Thy Spirit in our inward parts,
Will He not purify our hearts?
A new, and sinless nature bring,
Out of a foul, unholy thing?

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Unless I have believed in vain,
Thy blood shall purge my every stain,
Shall sanctify through faith sincere,
My body, soul, and spirit here.
Jesus, if such Thy saving name,
Jesus, in every age the same,
Assert Thy power, and truth, and love,
The numerous mountains to remove;
Up by its roots the tree to tear,
Our sins erase, our fall repair,
Thy welcome, perfect will make known,
And reign in faithful hearts alone.

3048.

[Whoe'er by Thy good Spirit are led]

As many as are led by the Spirit of God, &c. —viii. 14.

Whoe'er by Thy good Spirit are led
In all the paths of righteousness,
Thy people saved, Thy chosen seed,
Thy genuine children I confess;
And added to the number, I
With these aspire to live and die.
Send forth the Spirit of Thy Son,
O God, into my panting heart,
That govern'd by Thy love alone,
From Thee I never may depart,
But following my celestial Guide,
Be number'd with the glorified.

3049.

[Father, obedient to Thy will]

The Spirit itself beareth witness with our, &c. —viii. 16.

Father, obedient to Thy will,
Inspired with love Divine,
With meekness, peace, and joy, we feel
That we are truly Thine;
Thy Spirit by His fruit declares
Us pardon'd and renew'd,

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And witness with our spirit bears,
That we are born of God.
The blood which made our conscience pure
Full confidence imparts;
Thy testimony, Lord, is sure
In all Thy children's hearts;
The Spirit of Thy Son within,
Who Abba Father cries,
Redeems the faithful soul from sin,
And wholly sanctifies.

3050.

[Children of God, through Jesu's love]

And if children, then heirs; heirs of God, &c. —viii. 17.

Children of God, through Jesu's love,
We rise undoubted heirs;
His rich inheritance above
He with His brethren shares;
His glorious joy, His full reward
We surely shall obtain,
If following our afflicted Lord,
We die with Christ to reign.

3051.

[Saved by faith we once have been]

We are saved by hope. —viii. 24.

Saved by faith we once have been
From the guilt and power of sin,
But while the dire root remains,
Hope our fainting soul sustains:
Tempted to give up our shield,
Saved by hope we cannot yield,
Saved by hope, we wait to prove
All the holiness of love.

3052.

[Spirit of interceding grace]

The Spirit also helpeth our infirmities. —viii. 26.

Spirit of interceding grace,
I know not how, or what to pray;

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Assist my utter helplessness,
The power into my heart convey,
That God acknowledging Thy groan,
May answer in my prayers His own.

3053.

[Our Lord is for us: Sin, devils, and men]

If God be for us, who can be against us? —viii. 31.

Our Lord is for us: Sin, devils, and men
With malice oppose, With violence vain;
Howe'er they alarm us Who evil intend,
They never can harm us, While God is our Friend.

3054.

[Conform'd to our Head In outward distress]

In all these things we are more than conquerors. —viii. 37.

Conform'd to our Head In outward distress,
In sorrow, and need, In pain, and disgrace,
All happy and glorious We inwardly prove,
And more than victorious Through Jesus's love.

3055.

[The elder serves the younger now]

The elder shall serve the younger. —ix. 12.

The elder serves the younger now,
If, Lord, I now believe;
To sin I need no longer bow,
Or passion's yoke receive.
Tempted, I never need give place,
But still from sin set free,
May witness that Thy pardoning grace
Sufficient is for me.
Nature doth to Thy gracious power
In every conflict yield;
And battling my old conqueror,
I win the well-fought field.
Lead captive my captivity,
While pride and self remain,
Tread down the lusts that trod down me,
And o'er the' oppressors reign.

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If anger, vanity, desire,
Or unbelief assail,
I find the succour I require,
And grace doth still prevail:
Daily I find my struggling will
Into subjection brought,
And every tendency to ill,
And every sinful thought.
But must I always feel within,
The flesh and Spirit's strife?
“The' intestine war of grace and sin
Can only end with life:”
So all the world of liars cry,
With Satan at their head;
But let Thine oracles reply,
And speak the truth indeed.
What saith the word infallible
To terminate the doubt?
Thou wilt Thy glorious arm reveal,
And cast the elder out;
The bondwoman's base son shall be
Oppress'd, expell'd, destroy'd,
And all my soul's capacity
For ever fill'd with God.

3056.

[With the first spark of good desire]

I was found of them that sought Me not. —x. 20.

With the first spark of good desire
Thou dost every soul inspire,
And offer'st all Thy grace,
Found of a world that sought Thee not;
Yet Israel fears himself forgot,
Whene'er Thou hidest Thy face.

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3057.

[Nature's highmindedness]

Be not highminded, but fear. —xi. 20.

Nature's highmindedness
How shall I lay aside?
I cannot, Lord, myself abase,
Myself divest of pride:
But if Thou speak the word,
The word imparts the fear,
And poor, and vile, and self-abhorr'd
I at Thy feet appear.
Here let me ever lie
And tremble at Thy grace,
Afraid to meet Thy pitying eye,
To see Thy smiling face:
Thus only may I prove
My growth in grace sincere,
And calmly wait, till perfect love
Complete my humble fear.

3058.

[What victims doth our God demand?]

Present your bodies a living sacrifice, holy, &c. —xii. 1.

What victims doth our God demand?
Not thoughtless beasts, or bodies slain:
Ourselves before Thine altar stand,
The reasoning souls of living men;
Our bodies too, through Christ Thy Son,
An holy sacrifice we give,
And serve, and please our God alone,
And only for Thy glory live.

3059.

[Jesus, to me vouchsafe the grace]

I say, through the grace given unto me, to, &c. —xii. 3.

Jesus, to me vouchsafe the grace
Of jealous self-mistrusting fear,
And then the vigilant faithfulness
To warn Thy flock of danger near,

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That all may cautiously go on,
Nor glory in a state unknown.
Not one of all Thy saints but needs
The warning salutary word:
Even grace the pride of nature feeds,
Forgetful of our gracious Lord
If once we in our gifts delight,
And arrogate the Giver's right.
Wherefore let every soul beware,
Nor think above what God hath done,
Nor pompously his state declare,
But magnify the Lord alone,
And thus his faith's true measure prove
By soberness of humble love.

3060.

[By nature, Lord, I evil love]

Abhor that which is evil; cleave to that which, &c. —xii. 9.

By nature, Lord, I evil love;
Thou by the virtue of Thy grace
The dire propensity remove,
The heart that hates Thy righteous ways:
Stamp Thy whole image on my breast,
And partner of Thy purity,
Sin I shall perfectly detest,
And cleave with all my soul to Thee.

3061.

[Their earthly task who fail to do]

Not slothful in business; fervent in spirit; &c. —xii. 11.

Their earthly task who fail to do,
Neglect their heavenly business too,
Nor know what faith and duty mean,
Who use religion as a screen,
Asunder put what God hath join'd,
A diligent and pious mind.

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Full well the labour of our hands
With fervency of spirit stands,
For God, who all our days hath given,
From toil excepts but one in seven:
And labouring while we time redeem,
We please the Lord, and work for Him.
Happy we live, when God doth fill
Our hands with work, our hearts with zeal;
For every toil, if He enjoin,
Becomes a sacrifice Divine,
And like the blessed spirits above,
The more we serve, the more we love.

3062.

[Rejoicing in hope We humbly go on]

Rejoicing in hope. —xii 12.

Rejoicing in hope We humbly go on;
And while we look up, Our Lord shall come down;
Then, then to fruition Our hope shall give place,
And faith to the vision Of Jesus's face.

3063.

[Call'd to fill up the measure]

Patient in tribulation. —xii. 12.

Call'd to fill up the measure
Of our afflicted Friend,
We suffer all His pleasure,
And calmly wait the end;
Patient in tribulation
Who to the end endure,
To us His great salvation,
To us His crown is sure.

3064.

[Pass we thus our days of mourning]

Continuing instant in prayer. —xii. 12.

Pass we thus our days of mourning
While we for His coming stay,
Languish for our Lord's returning
Let us still believe and pray;

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More and more in grace increasing,
Swifter toward our Centre move,
Wrestle on in prayer unceasing,
Only live to pray and love.

3065.

[Saviour, Thou seest my heart's desire]

If it be possible, as much as lieth in you, &c. —xii. 18.

Saviour, Thou seest my heart's desire,
The wish Thou didst Thyself inspire,
Thy word and tempers to receive,
In peace with all mankind to live;
Or if, alas! it cannot be,
Yet O, destroy the bar in me;
In me let wars and fightings cease,
And all my soul be love and peace.
For universal peace I pine,
And breathing in the Spirit Divine,
Meek love to furious hate oppose,
And conquer all my soften'd foes;
As brethren dear, the blood-bought race,
With cordial amity embrace;
And for one further blessing sigh,
In peace with all mankind to die.

3066.

[Vanquish'd by injurious ill]

Be not overcome of evil, but overcome evil, &c. —xii. 21.

Vanquish'd by injurious ill,
That we may never be,
Jesus, let Thy followers feel
The love which is in Thee:
Love that turn'd the other cheek,
Love that earth and hell o'ercame,
Love unconquerably meek,
Eternally the same.

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Arm us with Thy patient mind
Which pride and wrath controls,
Then the foe shall never find
A way to' afflict our souls.
Then to sin we shall not yield,
But evil overcome with good,
Keep the faith, and win the field
Resisting unto blood.
Now to every saint, and me,
That perfect good impart:
Thus we gain the victory
By the meek, loving heart.
Thus we bear the' opposers down,
Till vanquish'd at Thy feet they fall,
Forced the' omnipotence to own
Of love that died for all.

3067.

[Can it never be fulfill'd?]

Love is the fulfilling of the law. —xiii. 10.

Can it never be fulfill'd?
Then we can never love:
But by Thy good Spirit seal'd,
We all the truth shall prove;
Thou our hearts shalt circumcise,
And give us meekly to confess
Perfect love which God supplies
Is perfect holiness.

3068.

[Lord, I want Thy power and peace]

The kingdom of God is...righteousness, and, &c. —xiv. 17.

Lord, I want Thy power and peace,
Power to make an end of sin,
Joy to bid my troubles cease,
Righteousness to reign within:
Pure, and happy may I be;
Then Thy kingdom's come to me.

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3069.

[Aiming at the noblest end]

Let every one of us please his neighbour, for his, &c. —xv. 2.

Aiming at the noblest end,
Would I learn the art to please,
Yield to all, and condescend,
Sacrifice my time and ease,
Cast my own desires behind,
Live the servant of mankind.
Every gift on me bestow'd,
Let me, Lord, to all impart,
Studious of my neighbour's good,
Serve Him with a willing heart,
Serve with complaisance Divine,
Serve, till both are wholly Thine.

3070.

[Holy Ghost, the power inspire]

Abound in hope, through the power of the Holy, &c. —xv. 13.

Holy Ghost, the power inspire,
The taste of things above,
Set my panting soul on fire
With hope of perfect love;
Hope's full confidence infuse,
Till it bursts the earthen shrine,
Till my hope, myself, I lose
Within the arms Divine.

3071.

[Jesus, Thy promised Spirit supply]

The fulness of the blessing of the gospel of Christ. —xv. 29.

Jesus, Thy promised Spirit supply,
In all His gracious energy,
And give our hallow'd hearts to prove
Fulness of peace, and joy, and love:
Our love, and joy, and peace Thou art,
And dwelling in Thy people's heart,
Thy presence fills the human shrine
With all the plenitude Divine.

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3072.

[Jesus, the word bestow]

Jesus, the word bestow,
The true immortal seed;
Thy gospel then shall greatly grow,
And all our land o'erspread;
Through earth extended wide
Shall mightily prevail,
Destroy the works of self and pride,
And shake the gates of hell.
Its energy exert
In the believing soul;
Diffuse Thy grace through every part,
And sanctify the whole:
Its utmost virtue show
In pure consummate love,
And fill with all Thy life below,
And give us thrones above.

I. CORINTHIANS.

3073.

[The foolishness of preaching hear]

It pleased God by the foolishness of preaching, &c. —i. 21.

The foolishness of preaching hear,
Sinners the strange report believe,
Your God did once on earth appear,
And died that all mankind might live,
Redeem'd, and reconciled to God,
Through simple faith in Jesu's blood.
Believe, and saved this moment be
From sin, the guilt, the power, the pain;

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Believe, and full salvation see,
Who still your precious faith retain;
Be faithful unto death, and rise
To claim your thrones above the skies.

3074.

[Made by the Father's gift and grace]

Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us, &c. —i. 30.

Made by the Father's gift and grace
Our Wisdom true, O Christ, appear,
Our meritorious Righteousness,
From guilt and curse and wrath to clear;
Our Holiness, Thyself impart,
Absorb whate'er is I in Thine,
And stamp the image on our heart,
The nature, and the name Divine.
Then, then our full Redemption be,
Exerting all Thy power to save,
And swallow up mortality,
And raise our dust out of the grave:
Author, and sum of heavenly bliss,
Thee let our souls and bodies prove,
Implunged in that unknown abyss,
That ocean of redeeming Love.

3075.

[Shall we glory in our grace?]

He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord. —i. 31.

Shall we glory in our grace?
(Our grace is not our own)
Deck'd with a few borrow'd rays
From the eternal Sun.
Shall we of our lustre boast?
Or dazzled by the brighter light,
Sink o'erwhelm'd, eclipsed, or lost
In our Redeemer's sight?

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Will the chief of saints declare
“The chief of saints am I!”
Perfect, his perfection dare
In words to testify?
Suffer worms to count him good?
Or humbled into nothing own,
He who wash'd me in His blood,
My God, is good alone.
Are we justified by grace,
And to His mind restored?
Sinners still, we only praise,
And glory in the Lord,
Christ our whole perfection call,
No excellence but Christ we see,
Christ alone is all in all
Through all eternity.

3076.

[Father of all, we worship Thee!]

The Lord of glory. —ii. 8.

Father of all, we worship Thee!
The God of glory is Thy name;
Jesus, the filial Deity,
The Lord of glory we proclaim;
And the bless'd Spirit of holiness,
The Spirit of glory we confess.
Each Person we alike adore,
The sole, the self-existing God,
The God supreme for evermore,
Who hath on us Himself bestow'd;
Who bids us in His image rise,
To share His glory in the skies.

3077.

[God on us His Spirit bestow'd]

We have received...the Spirit which is of God; &c. —ii. 12.

God on us His Spirit bestow'd,
That we His other gifts may know,

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A pardon bought with Jesu's blood,
A taste of glorious bliss below:
The Spirit our conscience certifies
That God to man hath freely given
Wine without money, without price,
Forgiveness, holiness, and heaven.
The Comforter assures our hearts,
Our Father, to His children dear;
Fresh strength continually imparts,
To fight, o'ercome, and persevere.
Our Father gave to Christ alone
Fulness of grace, and heavenly powers,
But hath on us conferr'd His Son,
And Christ, and all in Christ, is ours.

3078.

[The Lord to us who now believe]

The Lord to us who now believe
Hath the revealing Spirit given,
That when the Witness we receive,
The Holy Ghost come down from heaven,
We may our Father's goodness know,
Who did on all His Son bestow.
Thou send'st His Spirit into my heart,
Of Christ the Lord to testify,
And conscious that my God Thou art,
I Father, Abba Father, cry;
Assured the' Eternal Life Divine,
And Christ, and all in Christ, is mine.
The things Thy free unbounded love
Hath given our dearly-purchased race
Are, Christ the Saviour from above,
With all His plenitude of grace,
The Gift which every gift implies,
Thy whole of good in earth and skies.

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Thy Spirit in my heart explains
The heavenly Gift on me bestow'd,
He shows me what my Lord contains,
The peace and portraiture of God;
The prize for ransom'd sinners won,
The glorious joy, the' immortal crown.

3079.

[Christ is the one Foundation laid]

Other foundation can no man lay, &c. —iii. 11.

Christ is the one Foundation laid,
In the deep counsels of the Lord,
In promises to sinners made,
In the inspired, prophetic word,
In welcome news of peace Divine,
In all His people's hearts and mine.
Him Prophet, Priest, and King we own,
Essential God, and real man;
The church is built on Christ alone,
Its doctrines, discipline, and plan;
Its duties and its blessings rise
On Him, the Lord of earth and skies.
Rock of eternity, He stood
Immovable in steadfast grace,
Beneath the utmost wrath of God,
Beneath the sin of Adam's race;
And still my faith's support remains,
And still He all my load sustains.
Sole Basis of our faith and hope,
We on His life and death rely,
His death from hell shall lift us up,
His life shall bear us to the sky,
Entitled, fitted for the place,
By Jesus' blood and righteousness.

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3080.

[But O, take heed, ye souls unskill'd]

If any man build upon this foundation, &c. —iii. 12, 13.

But O, take heed, ye souls unskill'd
What fabric on this ground ye raise;
Gold, silver, pearls, on Jesus build,
Your solid, vital happiness,—
Doctrines which may the test endure,
Actions, and words, and tempers pure.
Taught by the oracles of God,
The permanent materials choose,
Doctrines which have for ages stood;
But every novel scheme refuse:
Nor on that one Foundation lay
The wood, the stubble, or the hay.
Wood, stubble, hay,—of creeds untrue,
Traditions, miracles unknown,
Worship Divine to saints undue,—
The various ways for sin to' atone,
The flames that venial sins consume,
And all the boasts of modern Rome.
Wood, stubble, hay,—of lifeless forms,
Of canons, rites, inventions vain,
Of precepts taught by erring worms,
Of laws which God did ne'er ordain,
Of fancy's dreams, and wild excess,
And instantaneous perfectness.

3081.

[The process of that dreadful day]

Every man's work shall be made manifest, &c. —iii. 13, 14.

The process of that dreadful day,
Discerning truth from specious lies,
Shall every principle display,
Shall every doctrine scrutinise,
If one with the unerring word,
The standard of our heavenly Lord.

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He comes triumphant from above,
His lightnings set the world on fire;
The fire shall every fabric prove,
And if, 'midst flaming worlds entire,
'Midst burning heat thy house remain,
Thou shalt a full reward obtain.
But if the fire thy work consume,
Thy labour's recompence is lost;
Yet rescued from the' apostate's doom,
Who feebly didst on Jesus trust,
Thou shalt out of the burning fly,
And scarcely saved, attain the sky.

3082.

[Ye full, of confidence unsound]

Now ye are full, now ye are rich, ye have, &c. —iv. 8.

Ye full, of confidence unsound,
Ye rich, in gifts and faith untried,
Whose joys with nature mix'd abound,
Self-praised, self-pleased, self-satisfied,
Slight not your aged fathers poor,
Nor boast your own salvation sure.
Ye talkers of your perfect love,
Who kings, without your teachers, reign,
As pillars in the church above,
That never can go out again,
Be warn'd; or pride will cast you down,
And Satan rob you of your crown.
We wish your full perfection here,
We wish your soothing dreams were true,
That faith's almighty Finisher
Had form'd your sinless souls anew,
Stablish'd, enthroned in lasting peace,
In all the heights of holiness.

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O were the fiend expell'd indeed
From all who fancy him expell'd!
Extirpated the sinful seed,
The' original wound completely heal'd,
The kingdom in your hearts restored,
And every servant as his Lord!
Then would your guides their charge attend
With joy, and not with grief and pain,
Your meek and lowly love commend,
And sharers of your triumph reign,
See all their flock o'er Jordan pass'd,
And enter into rest—the last.
 

See Mr. J. W's Notes.

3083.

[Lamb of God, we would submit]

Being defamed, we intreat. —iv. 13.

Lamb of God, we would submit
To our cruel treatment here,
Humbly, when defamed, entreat,
Modest at the bar appear;
If the world our answer seek,
Lamb-like let our answer be;
Or let patient silence speak,
Tell them, we belong to Thee.

3084.

[Jesus, the wise discerning mind]

I...will know, not the speech of them which are, &c. —iv. 19.

Jesus, the wise discerning mind
On all Thy ministers bestow,
The truth of grace in souls to find,
The power, and not the speech, to know;
Not the bold empty words to heed
Of zealots blind, or boasters vain,
But how in Jesu's steps they tread,
And what of living power they gain.

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3085.

[If Jesus doth reign, And saves us from sin]

The kingdom of God is not in word, but in power. —iv. 20.

If Jesus doth reign, And saves us from sin,
No words can explain His kingdom within,
No boastful reflection On what we possess,
No talk of perfection, Or flourish of grace.
Wherever our Lord His Spirit imparts,
The kingdom restored Is power in our hearts;
The power of His passion, And rising we prove,
The strength of salvation, The virtue of love.
With love we receive The power to obey,
Unspotted to live, Unwearied to pray:
His burdens we bear, While here we remain,
His agonies share, And suffer to reign.

3086.

[Servants of Christ, your rule is plain]

With such an one no not to eat. —v. 11.

Servants of Christ, your rule is plain;
Who bears the hallow'd name in vain,
And claims the right of brotherhood,
Out of your fellowship exclude;
Avoid, (but hate not, or despise,)
The slave of lust, and avarice,
And intimate in no degree,
Ye Christians, with a railer be.

3087.

[See, thou wretched slave accurst]

Nor drunkards shall inherit the kingdom of God. —vi. 10.

See, thou wretched slave accurst,
The end of thy excess,
Drunkenness annex'd to thirst,
And hell to drunkenness!
Plunged in that infernal pool,
How wilt thou gnaw thy tongue in pain,
Water want thy tongue to cool,
And ask a drop—in vain!

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3088.

[Holy Ghost, we know Thou art]

Know ye not that your body is the temple of, &c. —vi. 19.

Holy Ghost, we know Thou art
Still in every faithful heart;
Yes; we tremble, Lord, to know
God resides in man below!
O might all our bodies be
Sensibly replete with Thee,
O might all Thy temples shine
Bright with holiness Divine!

3089.

[God, who didst so dearly buy]

Ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God. —vi. 20.

God, who didst so dearly buy
These wretched souls of ours,
Help us Thee to glorify
With all our ransom'd powers:
Ours they are not, Lord, but Thine;
Let the vessels of Thy grace,
Body, soul, and spirit, join
In their Redeemer's praise.

3090.

[Knowledge howe'er sublime]

Knowledge puffeth up, but charity edifieth. —viii. 1.

Knowledge howe'er sublime
What doth it profit me?
It only aggravates my crime,
Distinct from charity:
On all mankind beside
It tempts me to look down,
And whispers to my learned pride,
That I am wise alone.
But the pure gospel-grace
Whoe'er with Christ receives,
Little, and mean, and vile, and base
In his own eyes he lives:

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That simple love Divine
To me, to me be given,
And humble this proud soul of mine,
And then exalt to heaven.

3091.

[But did the great apostle fear]

I keep under my body, and bring it into, &c. —ix. 27.

But did the great apostle fear
He should not to the end endure,
Should not hold out, and persevere,
And make his own election sure?
Could Paul believe it possible
When all his toils and griefs were past,
Himself should of salvation fail,
And die a reprobate at last?
Who then art thou that darest reject
The sacred terms, the humbling awe,
As absolutely saved, elect,
And free from an abolish'd law?
Dost thou no self-denial need,
No watch, or abstinence severe,
In one short moment perfected,
An angel, an immortal here!
Saviour, the fond delusion chide
Of novices untaught by Thee,
Abase their self-exalting pride,
And give them eyes themselves to see,
Who now as not a whit behind,
As far beyond, the' apostle soar,
And saints of a superior kind
Can fear, and sin—and die no more.

3092.

[Where is Thy promise? where]

God...will with the temptation also make a way, &c. —x. 13.

Where is Thy promise? where
The way, O Lord, to shun

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The pleasing ill, the tempting snare
From which I cannot run?
Unless Thy wisdom make
A way by mercy show'd,
Unless Thou save for Thy own sake
The purchase of Thy blood.
One only means I see
To make my safety sure,
To end the sin and misery
Which must through life endure;
My evil to remove
Jesus Thy blood apply,
Prepare my soul by holy love,
And suffer me to die.
The trials still behind
Enable me to bear,
And hide where sin can never find,
Or sharp temptations tear;
Where all these storms are past
And weary spirits rest,
If scarcely saved, yet saved at last,
And harbour'd in Thy breast.

3093.

[Who truly thinks, and surely knows]

Let him that thinketh he standeth take heed, &c. —x. 12.

Who truly thinks, and surely knows
He stands on Christ the Rock secure,
Must still his enemies oppose,
And watchful to the end endure.
No promise absolute is found,
But who on Him for heaven depend,
We all in every state are bound
To watch, and pray, till life shall end.

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If now we freely pardon'd are,
And sink again in careless ease,
No longer watching unto prayer,
We drop our shield, we lose our peace;
And saints who the condition slight
The' apostate's fearful doom shall feel,
And tumble from perfection's height,
And fall into the deepest hell.

3094.

[To the glory of the Lord]

Do all to the glory of God. —x. 31.

To the glory of the Lord
How can I all things do?
Father, speak my soul restored,
Create my heart anew;
When Thine image I retrieve,
United to my Saviour I
Shall in Jesu's Spirit live,
And in His Spirit die.

3095.

[If bold, the highest place I claim]

Give none offence, neither to the Jews, &c. —x. 32.

If bold, the highest place I claim,
My own perfection testify,
Insist that a pure saint I am,
And cannot fall, and cannot die,
Is it a great mistake or small?
A fault that stumbles none? or all?
I thus the pious Jew offend,
Who trembles at a God unknown;
Darkness I make the Heathen blend
With light, and all condemn for one,
The weak I hurt, the lame mislead,
And grieve the Israelites indeed.

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But chiefly through my pride of heart,
Great God, I vex Thy glorious eyes,
And force Thy Spirit to depart,
Till cast, like Satan from the skies,
I cry to Him that stain'd the tree,
To save incarnate fiends like me.

3096.

[Farther the' apostle dared not say]

Be ye followers of me, even as I also am of Christ. —xi. 1.

Farther the' apostle dared not say
To souls begotten by his word,
“Mark how I walk in Christ the Way,
And follow me, as I my Lord;
But if I turn one step aside,
In that desert your wandering guide.”
And shall the chief of every sect
Unlimited obedience claim,
Infallibility affect,
The party call by his own name,
As sworn in all his steps to tread,
Blind followers of their hasty head?
Jesus, rebuke our teaching pride,
Our Babel battlements o'erthrow,
And let whoe'er in Thee confide,
After their perfect Pattern go,
Their sole unerring Leader trace
In all the paths of righteousness.
Give us our ministers to love,
And highly for their work esteem,
But cautious in their steps to move,
And simply follow Thee, not them,
Till Thou, whom above all we prize,
Descend and take us to the skies.

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3097.

[Unless Thy Spirit Thy truth reveal]

No man can say that Jesus is the Lord, but, &c. —xii. 3.

Unless Thy Spirit Thy truth reveal
That Thou the Lord Jehovah art,
And give me faithfully to feel
Thy Godhead streaming through my heart,
Thee, Jesus, Thee I cannot know,
God over all, made flesh below.
But Thou expiring on the tree
As very man, as very God,
Hast bought the Holy Ghost for me
To' apply, and witness with the blood,
And tell this bounding heart of mine
The blood of sprinkling is Divine.

3098.

[I want that better than the best]

Covet earnestly the best gifts: and yet shew I, &c. —xii. 31.

I want that better than the best:
Ah, bring me, Saviour, from above
A gift surpassing all the rest,
Thy precious self, Thy perfect love.

3099.

[Faith the foundation sure remains]

Now abideth faith, hope, charity, these, &c. —xiii. 13.

Faith the foundation sure remains,
The anchor hope our soul sustains,
But rooted in Thy grace we prove,
The greatest of the three is love.
Faith, hope, and love Thou dost bestow,
To bless, and perfect us below;
Faith, hope, and love on earth are given,
Love only makes an heaven of heaven.

3100.

[That childish ignorance of ill]

In malice be ye children, but in understanding, &c. —xiv. 20.

That childish ignorance of ill,
I long continually to feel,

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With ripest understanding join'd,
That judgment of the heavenly mind;
My absolute simplicity
I owe to none, O God, but Thee,
And blindly to Thy will submit,
Implicit, passive at Thy feet.
On creatures I no more rely,
But cautiously the spirits try;
My best-enlighten'd reason use,
The good to take, the bad refuse.
I dare not hastily believe,
I dare not aught unproved receive,
Nor follow man before I see
How far my leader follows Thee.
Ah, give me wisdom to discern,
What I through instruments may learn;
Ah, give me, Lord, Thyself to know,
And daily in Thy grace to grow;
My faith and patient love increase,
My real life of holiness,
Till bright, I with Thy brightness shine,
A perfect man, a man Divine.

3101.

[A sinner saved through Jesu's grace]

I...am not meet to be called an apostle, because, &c. —xv. 9.

A sinner saved through Jesu's grace
Will never his past sins forget,
Or claim the most exalted place,
But humbled at his Saviour's feet
With deeper shame his vileness own,
And glory give to God alone.
If call'd his office to extol,
Himself he cannot magnify;

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The Lord, he cries, be all in all,
A sinner, and their chief, am I;
A Saul, a murderer forgiven,
Worthy of hell, I sink—to heaven.

3102.

[O for that just humility]

Yet not I, but the grace. —xv. 10.

O for that just humility,
Which gives whate'er is good to Thee,
Teaches Thine instrument to cry
The Lord He doth the work, not I!
Take all the glory of Thy grace,
Take all the everlasting praise!

3103.

[Let the fond joy of grace decay]

That which thou sowest is not quickened, &c. —xv. 36.

Let the fond joy of grace decay,
Pass my boasted gifts away,
My comforts all expire!
When nature's long-lived will is dead,
Then shall the' incorruptible seed
Spring up in pure desire.
My grain of faith, my buried grain
He shall bring to life again,
Who did the blessing give:
Then shall I live to God alone,
And taken up to share His throne,
With Christ triumphant live.

3104.

[O blessed hope of life to come]

It is sown in corruption; it is raised in, &c. —xv. 42.

O blessed hope of life to come,
Life which beyond the grave I see!
This body tottering o'er a tomb,
Committed to the ground shall be:
'Tis sown a corruptible seed,
A lump of putrefying clay;

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'Tis raised immortal from the dead,
No more to moulder, or decay.

3105.

[Soon as I render up the ghost]

It is sown in dishonour; it is raised in glory. —xv. 43.

Soon as I render up the ghost,
The worm on this vile body preys,
Shocking to those who loved it most,
'Tis sown in ruinous disgrace,
Loathsome, removed from human sight,
It heavenly dignity receives,
And clothed with robes of purest light,
And glorious as its Maker lives.

3106.

[This flesh at the last gasp restores]

It is sown in weakness; it is raised in power. —xv. 43.

This flesh at the last gasp restores
The feeble strength it once enjoy'd,
Deprived of all its active force,
It lies of sense and motion void;
But raised in power to reach the skies,
Inspired with vigorous life unknown,
With lightning wing'd, it mounts, it flies,
It stands before the Saviour's throne!

3107.

[A body natural, by food]

It is sown a natural body; it is raised a, &c. —xv. 44.

A body natural, by food
And sleep sustain'd, to death I give;
A body spiritual, endued
With nobler qualities, receive,
A permanent, ethereal frame,
From all material dregs refined,
Composed of pure angelic flame,
And meet for mine eternal mind.

3108.

[Stupendous word of power Divine!]

We shall all be changed, in a moment, &c. —xv. 51, 52.

Stupendous word of power Divine!
“And cannot the Almighty raise

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Into a saint this soul of mine,
Transform'd by instantaneous grace?”
He can the general guilt remove,
This moment speak our sins forgiven,
And perfect all mankind in love,
And snatch us up at once to heaven.
He can; but hath He said, He will?
His word must His design explain;
Or doth He thus with sinners deal,
And give the tree before the grain?
He wills us long in grace to grow,
He bids us step by step proceed:
And on we to perfection go,
Till made in all things like our Head.

3109.

[Lord, throughout our evil day]

Watch ye. —xvi. 13.

Lord, throughout our evil day
Thy guardian grace bestow,
Constant power to watch and pray
Against our threefold foe,
Lest we let the tempter in
No longer by Thy strength withheld,
Parley with the world and sin,
And cast away our shield.
Thou who gav'st the word to all
To us Thy Spirit give;
Ceaseless then on Thee we call,
In Thee we walk and live,
Enter that celestial rest
(If watching by our Master found)
With Thy endless blessing blest,
And with Thy glory crown'd.

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3110.

[Author of our faith, we look]

Stand fast in the faith. —xvi. 13.

Author of our faith, we look
For stronger faith to Thee,
Bless us, Thou eternal Rock,
With Thy stability;
Steadfast and unmoveable,
We then shall in Thy love remain,
Never faint, and never fail,
And never sin again.
Kept by Thine almighty hand,
We our Supporter own,
Humbly, confidently stand,
Till perfected in one;
Stand till with Thy saints in light,
We see Thee pompously descend;
Stand till faith improve to sight,
And grace in glory end.

3111.

[Toss'd too long by every wind]

Quit you like men, be strong. —xvi. 13.

Toss'd too long by every wind,
And carried to and fro,
Jesus, in Thy constant mind,
The stablish'd state we know.
Mighty out of weakness made,
(If strength for us our God ordain)
Courage to our faith we add,
And babes grow up to men.
Strengthen'd by Thy Spirit's might,
We now the world oppose,
Manfully maintain the fight,
Against our hellish foes.

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Trample sin beneath our feet,
Out of our hearts for ever cast,
Then the victory is complete,
And death expires the last.

3112.

[All our best performances]

Let all your things be done with charity. —xvi. 14.

All our best performances
Without love can never please;
All our pains are misemploy'd,
Worthless in the sight of God;
But the touch of love Divine
Makes our meanest actions shine,
Casts us in a finer mould,
Turns our nature's dross to gold.
Gracious Lord, implant in me
That celestial charity,
Let my every word and deed
From a loving heart proceed,
Hence may all my tempers rise,
Then accept my sacrifice,
Then in all my nature own
The pure Spirit of Thy Son.

3113.

[When we all things do in love]

When we all things do in love,
To man for Jesus' sake,
Then the mind of Christ we prove,
The nature we partake;
Walk unblameable in white,
Fulfil whate'er His laws enjoin,
Comprehend the depth and height
Of holiness within.
Father, send into our hearts
His Spirit from above,

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Write it in our inward parts,
The law of perfect love.
Hence let all our works proceed,
All our words and tempers pure,
Then in Jesus' steps we tread,
And then our heaven is sure.

3114.

[Let all be done in love!]

Let all be done in love!
That thus we all may do,
Jesus, the enmity remove,
Create our souls anew:
The gift unspeakable,
The grace to us impart,
And O, vouchsafe Thyself to dwell
In every longing heart.
If Thou in us reside
Who Thy commands receive,
And steadfastly in Thee abide,
And in Thy Spirit live;
Then, only then we prove
The perfect charity,
And all our works are wrought in love,
When all are wrought in Thee.

3115.

[That wretched man accursed am I]

If any man love not the Lord Jesus Christ, &c. —xvi. 22.

That wretched man accursed am I,
Till Jesus doth His blood apply,
My misery to remove:
Convinced of unbelief I groan,
For whom I never yet have known
I cannot, cannot love.
But, Lord, my heart is known to Thee,
Who lov'dst, and gav'st Thyself for me,
To purge my guilty stain,

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To save me from the curse of sin,
My poor obdurate heart to win,
And make me love again.
I long to love my bleeding Lord,
And listening for the gracious word,
Still at Thy cross I bow;
Thyself as crucified display,
And thus constrain my soul to say,
Thou know'st I love Thee now!

3116.

[To Christ a wretched stranger]

To Christ a wretched stranger,
And long insensible,
My misery, sin, and danger,
I now with sorrow feel;
Void of Divine affection,
Accursed I still remain,
And dread extreme rejection,
Into eternal pain.
A conscious unbeliever,
Ah, whither shall I fly?
The death that lasts for ever
Worthy I am to die:
In bitterness of spirit
I own my crime abhorr'd,
Bought by His dying merit
I do not love my Lord.
Thou universal Lover
Of helpless misery,
Thou only didst discover
My want of love for Thee.

45

Thou, Lord, my wish inspirest
To know Thee as Thou art;
To be what Thou desirest,
To give Thee all my heart.
A token of Thy favour,
My burden I receive;
My manifested Saviour,
Thou wilt Thy Spirit give.
My deeply-felt affliction
This unbelief remove,—
This load of malediction,
And bless me with Thy love.

II. CORINTHIANS.

3117.

[Come then, and dwell in me]

Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is, &c. —iii. 17.

Come then, and dwell in me,
Spirit of power within,
And bring the glorious liberty
From sorrow, fear, and sin:
The seed of sin's disease,
Spirit of health, remove,
Spirit of finish'd holiness,
Spirit of perfect love.

3118.

[The treasure of celestial grace]

We have this treasure in earthen vessels. —iv. 7.

The treasure of celestial grace,
The riches of true holiness,
In earthen vessels we receive,
When Jesus in our hearts doth live:
Yet when in us He lives alone,
His good we dare not call our own,

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The vessel can no longer claim,
The earth continues still the same.
The power and excellence Divine
In me reveal'd is Christ's, not mine;
His may it still to all appear,
Mine be the sinner's character:
I nothing have whereof to boast,
I, I would sink entirely lost,
Shake off this vile, terrestrial clay,
And mingle with eternal day.

3119.

[While in the flesh I languish]

Always bearing about in the body the dying, &c. —iv. 10.

While in the flesh I languish,
And trace the Man of woe,
His most mysterious anguish,
His sharpest pangs I know,
I bear about the dying
Of Jesus on the tree,
To God my Father crying
“Thou hast forsaken me.”
The cause of separation,
My sin, my sin I own;
Thy righteous indignation
Extorts the plaintive groan:
Chastised for sin's demerit,
Its bitterness I prove,
And suffer in His Spirit
Who never grieved Thy love.
Beneath His dereliction,
If Christ His mind impart,
I bear the full affliction,
Till it has broke my heart;

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I breathe my spirit wounded
In bleeding sympathy,
I bow with clouds surrounded,
I die, my Lord, like Thee.
O'er sin and death victorious,
Who share Thy mortal pain,
In bliss divinely glorious
Are sure with Thee to reign.
Thy dead revived shall praise Thee,
This body too shall rise;
And I fly up to' embrace Thee,
My Saviour, in the skies.

3120.

[Lord, is it for Thy sake that I]

Alway delivered unto death, for Jesus' sake. —iv. 11.

Lord, is it for Thy sake that I
Am always at the point to die?
Then let the word on me take place,
And manifest Thy life of grace;
And when Thee in the clouds I see,
Reveal Thy glorious life in me.

3121.

[Partners now in tribulation]

Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, &c. —iv. 17.

Partners now in tribulation,
Sharers of a moment's pain,
For the crown of full salvation,
Shall we not the cross sustain?
Light the pain and transitory;
But our Lord we soon shall meet,
Sink beneath a weight of glory,
Sink for ever at His feet!

3122.

[Pent in an house of clay]

We that are in this tabernacle do groan. —v. 4.

Pent in an house of clay,
We groan to' escape away:

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Who to God before us went,
Hath to each a mansion given:
Quit we then our earthly tent,
Enter we our house from heaven!

3123.

[With countless burdens press'd]

That mortality might be swallowed up of life. —v. 4.

With countless burdens press'd,
We groan for endless rest,
Long to find this mortal frame
Turn'd into an heavenly shrine,
Lighted by the glorious Lamb,
All immortal, all Divine.

3124.

[Come, Thou beatific Spirit]

Who also hath given unto us the earnest of the Spirit. —v. 5.

Come, Thou beatific Spirit,
Earnest of the joys above,
Taste of what the saints inherit,
Author of seraphic love!
When Thou unto me art given,
Full of immortality,
Sure I am to dwell in heaven,
Sure that heaven dwells in me.

3125.

[Darkly through a glass we see]

We walk by faith, not by sight. —v. 7.

Darkly through a glass we see
The great Invisible,
Pinion'd with mortality,
Till death removes the veil:
Then we lose our faith in sight,
Then we see Him as He is,
Dwell in uncreated light,
And everlasting bliss.

3126.

[Constraineth us, to what?]

The love of Christ constraineth us. —v. 14.

Constraineth us, to what?
With all our sins to part,

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To yield Him that His blood hath bought,
Our dearly-purchased heart;
To live for Him alone,
His truth to testify,
And echo back His final groan,
And on His cross to die.

3127.

[Thrice acceptable word]

If any man be in Christ, he is a new creature. —v. 17.

Thrice acceptable word,
I long to prove it true!
Take me into Thyself, O Lord,
By making me anew;
Me for Thy mercy sake
Out of myself remove,
Partaker of Thy nature make,
Thy holiness and love.

3128.

[Hasten the joyful day]

Old things are passed away; behold, all, &c. —v. 17.

Hasten the joyful day
Which shall my sins consume,
When old things shall be pass'd away,
And all things new become;
The' original offence
Out of my heart erase,
Enter Thyself and drive it hence,
And take up all the place.

3129.

[Mystery of amazing grace!]

As though God did beseech you by us: we, &c. —v. 20.

Mystery of amazing grace!
Heaven's offended Majesty
Sues to the offending race,
“Pray be reconciled to Me,
Me, who all your evil know,
Me, already pacified,

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Me, who lived, a Man of woe,
Me, who for My rebels died!”

3130.

[The Father from His bosom gave]

He hath made Him to be sin for us, that, &c. —v. 21.

The Father from His bosom gave
His Partner, whole mankind to save,
The soul of His dear sinless Son.
A sacrifice for sin He made,
That in His righteousness array'd
We all might boldly come to the eternal throne.
Join'd to our Head in Christ we are,
His pure, unsinning nature share,
And glorious through His glory shine.
Changed into Him, our souls adore,
Distinguishable now no more,
One spirit with the Lord, our Righteousness Divine.

3131.

[Indeed Thou hast Thy servant heard]

I have heard thee in a time accepted. —vi. 2.

Indeed Thou hast Thy servant heard
In an accepted time of love,
And saved me from the hell I fear'd,
And bid the mountain-sin remove,
That put among Thy children I
Might Father, Abba Father, cry.

3132.

[Now the season is of love]

Now is the accepted time; behold, now is the, &c. —vi. 2.

Now the season is of love
And heavenly visitation!
Sinners, know the time, and prove
The day of your salvation:
All may now in Christ retrieve
God the Father's favour,
Claim the Holy Ghost, and live
Priests and kings for ever!

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3133.

[Why should I till to-morrow stay]

Why should I till to-morrow stay
For what Thou wouldst bestow to-day,
What Thou more willing art to give
Than I to ask, or to receive?
This moment, Lord, Thou ready art
To break, and to bind up my heart,
To pour the balm of Gilead in,
Forgive, and take away my sin.
Thou waitest now to show Thy grace,
To fold me in Thy kind embrace,
And, stablishing in peace and power
To bid me go and sin no more.
This is the time: I surely may
Salvation find on this glad day,
And knowing Thee my Saviour prove
That Thou art God, and God is love.
Give then the bliss for which I pray
To-day while it is call'd to-day,
The nature pure, the life Divine,
And make Thy gracious fulness mine.
Now Lord, as love Thyself reveal;
And when Thou in my heart dost dwell,
And when by faith I compass Thee
I comprehend the Deity.

3134.

[Nothing have I of my own]

As having nothing, and yet possessing all things. —vi. 10.

Nothing have I of my own,
But sin and wretchedness;
All things are comprised in one,
And I that one possess:
God in man His Son reveals;
Fulness of the Deity,

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Heaven itself in Jesus dwells,
And Jesus dwells in me.

3135.

[Father, Thy kind advice I take]

Come out from among them, and be ye separate, &c. —vi. 17.

Father, Thy kind advice I take,
By Thine almighty Spirit led,
The world, the atheist world forsake,
And let the dead entomb their dead,
Withdraw my heart from vanity,
And give it up entire to Thee.
I now come out from all their ways,
Their mad pursuits of bliss below;
Their honours, and their pleasures base,
Their wishes false, with joy forego:
As far as east from west removed
From all I prized, and all I loved.
The' abominable thing unclean
Through faith resolved to touch no more,
I fly the neighbourhood of sin,
And kept by Thy restraining power
Their evil, and my own eschew,
Till Thou create my soul anew.
Father, into Thy arms of love,
Me for Thy promise sake receive,
An hidden life with Christ above,
A life of holiest faith to live,
Till Jesus with His saints comes down,
And claims the partner of His throne.

3136.

[Weary life of sin and grief]

In weariness and painfulness. —xi. 27.

Weary life of sin and grief,
O when shall it be o'er!
Destitute of love's relief,
I can hold out no more:

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But if Love my cross sustain,
If Jesus makes my burdens His,
Weariness is rest, and pain
Is everlasting bliss.

3137.

[Is there a frailty of the saints]

Who is weak, and I am not weak? —xi. 29.

Is there a frailty of the saints
I cannot call my own?
Partaker in their sad complaints,
I answer groan for groan.
Tortured like them with doubt and fear,
Out of this deep I cry;
And lest I should not persevere
Their daily death I die.
While toss'd about with every wind
And carried to and fro,
The turns of their unsettled mind
Too sensibly I know;
Helpless (I often feel) and weak,
As new-born babes they are,
So feeble that they cannot speak
One word to God in prayer.
Tempted by their besetting sin,
And forced almost to yield,
To sink whenever they begin,
And cast away their shield,
My conflicts past I call to mind,
My own infirmity,
My littleness of faith, and find
Their unbelief in me.
O Thou who didst our frailties bear,
Our pains and sorrows feel,

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And mak'st the lambs Thy tender care,
A present Saviour still,
Thy strength in man's infirmity
Be perfectly display'd,
And let us find laid upon Thee
Our all-sufficient aid.
Most feeble of the feeble throng,
To Thee for help I cry;
The least of saints (whoe'er is strong)
The chief of sinners I:
Weakest I would be, Lord, and least,
Till mark'd with Thy own name;
And then I sink into that Rest,
And then I nothing am.

3138.

[Is it, great God, to honour Thee]

But now I forbear, lest any man should think, &c. —xii. 6.

Is it, great God, to honour Thee,
That men their glorious state declare,
Void of the godly jealousy,
The lowly self-mistrusting fear?
No, their own praises they repeat,
And incense burn to their own net.
No dread have they, lest men should prize,
Or glory to the creature give;
They let the people sacrifice,
Their incense of applause receive,
Patient to be admired by all,
And self-assured they cannot fall!

3139.

[And let the' apostle still forbear]

But now I forbear. —xii. 6.

And let the' apostle still forbear,
His graces needlessly suppress,
“Speak on,” say some, “and never spare,
Perfection's bawling witnesses,

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In fancied holiness complete,
Tell your new hearts—to all you meet.”
Go on to take His name in vain,
Who gave the sanctifying word,
To stumble serious and profane,
To make the truth of God abhorr'd,
All fear, all modesty decry,
And ranters live—and ranters die.

3140.

[Did holy Paul himself require]

Lest I should be exalted above measure,...there, &c. —xii. 7.

Did holy Paul himself require
A balance of depressing pain,
Lest nature should in him aspire,
Lest, of celestial favours vain,
The saint should share his Saviour's praise,
And forfeit all his boasted grace?
A sinless saint he was not yet;
Or sinless saints may start aside,
Their pardoning, hallowing Lord forget,
Puff'd up with self-exalting pride;
Or tempted still in weakness mourn,
And groan to feel the humbling thorn.
Be not high-minded then, but fear,
Who sudden saints, and pillars seem,
Fill up your mournful measure here,
Less than the least yourselves esteem,
And thus your sure election prove,
And thus declare your perfect love.

3141.

[Saviour, to Thee for help I sue]

For this thing I besought the Lord thrice. —xii. 8.

Saviour, to Thee for help I sue,
O bring Thy tempted servant through
The danger and distress;

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Thrust out, destroy the inbred fiend,
And bid my bosom-conflict end
In never-ending peace.
Still in mine agony I pray,
Take, Jesus, take this thorn away,
Command him to depart
This cruel messenger of hell,
And O, for ever, Lord, expel
His nature from my heart.
Sore buffeted, I ask again
Deliverance from my sin and pain;
Thou hear'st my bitterest cry:
Tempted above what I can bear,
O might I now escape the snare,
And bless my God, and die!

3142.

[Must I be tried and tortured still?]

My grace is sufficient for thee. —xii. 9.

Must I be tried and tortured still?
I yield to Thy mysterious will;
But give me, Lord, to prove
In nature's utter helplessness,
The strength of all-sufficient grace,
The' omnipotence of love.

3143.

[It hath for me sufficient been]

It hath for me sufficient been:
Thy justifying grace,
Which now preserves my soul from sin,
Shall keep me all my days:
Saviour, Thy sanctifying love
Shall its own work complete,
And fit me for the realms above,
And place me on Thy seat.

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3144.

[Jesus, Thy grace suffices]

Jesus, Thy grace suffices,
Thy gospel grace alone,
When pride or nature rises
To keep the evil down.
Above the strength of passion,
If grace its strength exert,
It brings assured salvation
To this poor, tempted heart.
Long as the flesh and spirit
Against each other lust,
Asunder sawn I bear it,
Who in Thy mercy trust:
The Spirit's lust is stronger,
(I still with joy confess,)
The elder serves the younger,
And nature bows to grace.
In each distressing hour,
My Saviour's help I own,
Thy love's almighty power
Is in my weakness shown.
And soon o'er death victorious
I shall Thy joy receive,
And in my body glorious
Thy life eternal live.

3145.

[Less than the least in his own eyes]

Will I rather glory in my infirmities. —xii. 9.

Less than the least in his own eyes,
Not of his gifts so largely given,
Not of his flight to paradise,
Or rapture to the highest heaven,
Doth Paul, the saint, the aged, boast,
Or witness his own perfect grace,

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But when he feels his weakness most,
He glories in his helplessness.

3146.

[Its weakness inconceivable]

When I am weak, then am I strong. —xii. 10.

Its weakness inconceivable
When Jesus grants my soul to feel,
In deeper poverty,
I own my utter helplessness,
And find His plenitude of grace
Sufficient is for me.
When I am weak, then I am strong
With power which doth to Christ belong,
And with His Spirit's might.
Then, then I feel the strength is His,
Take pleasure in infirmities,
And glory in His sight.
Ah, give me constantly to feel
My whole propensity to ill,
(Till Thou the root remove,)
To feel my impotence to good,
Till in true holiness renew'd
In purity of love.
'Tis then my faith attains its end,
While with all saints I comprehend
The holiest mystery,
Nor weak, nor strong, nor good, nor wise,
While self is swallow'd up, and dies,
For ever lost in Thee.

3147.

[Dared the chief apostle say]

I be nothing. —xii. 11.

Dared the chief apostle say,
“I am perfect, great, or good,”

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Though his sin was done away,
Though he felt the hallowing blood?
I, like him, the least would be,
Nothing I myself would call:
Nothing I, yet Christ in me,
Christ in me is all in all!

3148.

[No: the follower of the Lamb]

Nevertheless, being crafty, I caught you with guile. —xii. 16.

No: the follower of the Lamb,
Worthy of the Christian name,
True disciple of his Lord,
Craft, and guile, like hell abhorr'd.
Every Israelite indeed
Is by the same Spirit led,
Far from false, infernal art,
Simple both in life and heart.
Such the man whom God forgives:
Happy man by faith he lives;
All his hopes, and joys are one,
All his aim is God alone.
Such may I delight to be,
Closely copying after Thee;
Heavenly Innocence Divine,
Such I am,—if Thou art mine.

3149.

[Was it a fruitless fond desire]

This also we wish, even your perfection. —xiii. 9.

Was it a fruitless fond desire,
Which never could accomplish'd be?
Or did his Lord the wish inspire
A glorious, spotless church to see,
To see the polish'd pillars shine,
Inscribed with perfect love Divine?

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Is it of nature or of grace,
Lord, that I wish Thy church renew'd
In true consummate holiness,
And mark'd with the new name of God?
Jesus, declare Thine utmost will,
Thy house with all Thy fulness fill.
If after God Thou hear'st me pray,
If now I in Thy Spirit groan,
O take the stumbling-block away,
O perfect all Thy saints in one,
And then, to fetch Thy spotless bride,
Come down, and seat us by Thy side.

3150.

[Press to the mark, (the Spirit cries]

Be perfect. —xiii. 11.

Press to the mark, (the Spirit cries,
And cannot cry to saints in vain,)
Ambitious of your calling's prize,
The height of holiness attain;
Let down from heaven the ladder see,
And mount, till all the steps are pass'd:
Perfection is the last degree,
Perfection is attain'd the last.
 

Be perfect, i. e., Aspire to the highest degree of holiness. —Mr. W's Notes.

3151.

[The merit of Jehovah's Son]

The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and, &c. —xiii. 14.

The merit of Jehovah's Son
Be on His church bestow'd:
Jesus, through Thy free grace alone
We have access to God:
To favour now through Thee restored,
O may we still retain
The mercy of our pardoning Lord,
And never sin again.

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Father, Thy love in Christ reveal,
Which spake us justified,
And let the Gift unspeakable
In all our hearts abide:
Humbly we trust Thy faithful love
Thy children to defend,
And hide our life with Christ above,
And keep us to the end.
Come, Holy Ghost, supply the want
Of all Thy saints and me,
In all Thy gifts and graces grant
Us fellowship with Thee:
The Pledge, the Witness, and the Seal,
We look for Thee again,
In us eternally to dwell,
Eternally to reign.

GALATIANS.

3152.

[How strong the stream of error ran]

Barnabas also was carried away. —ii. 13.

How strong the stream of error ran,
To bear an old apostle down!
What is the chief of saints? a man
Who stands upheld by Christ alone:
But unsustain'd, the best I see
As weak and fallible as me.
Let others, then, in man confide,
A worm their chosen favourite make:
Thee, Jesus, Thee my faithful Guide,
My only Oracle I take;
And following Thee, I cannot miss
My way to everlasting bliss.

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3153.

[When shall I be crucified?]

Yet not I, but Christ liveth in me. —ii. 20.

When shall I be crucified?
When shall I no longer live,
Lose my selfishness and pride,
All the life of God receive,
All the Spirit of His Son,
Actuated by Christ alone?

3154.

[Holy Ghost, remove the grief]

Who loved me, and gave Himself for me. —ii. 20.

Holy Ghost, remove the grief
And burden of my sins,
Me, convinced of unbelief,
Of righteousness convince.
Comforter, on Thee I call,
Apply the blood that sets me free,
Tell my heart, Who died for all
Hath loved and died for me.
Faith's appropriating power
With Thee I long to feel;
Come in this accepted hour
My Saviour-Lord reveal,
By Thine energy constrain
My soul to cry with joy unknown,
Very God was very man,
And Christ is all my own.

3155.

[He loved, and gave Himself for me]

He loved, and gave Himself for me;
On this, on this alone I build
My hope of life and liberty,
And all the promises fulfill'd.
His blood that purges every stain,
Shall make me throughly clean and free;
And I shall love my Lord again,
Who loved and gave Himself for me.

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What may I not expect from Him,
Who left for me His throne above?
He will from sin and death redeem
The object of His dying love.
He will restore me from my fall,
My pledge of heaven His passion is;
The bleeding cross hath promised all,
And sworn my everlasting bliss.

3156.

[God over all, for ever bless'd]

Christ hath redeemed us from the curse of the law. —iii. 13.

God over all, for ever bless'd,
A curse and sin for sinners made,
By a whole world of guilt oppress'd,
Who hast the general ransom paid,
Redeem'd us from the curse of God,
And bought the grace with all Thy blood;
The gift unspeakable procured
For Adam's race on us bestow,
Who long, by grace Divine assured,
Redemption in Thy blood to know,
And taste our purchased liberty,
From curse, and sin for ever free.
The promise sure to Abraham made,
For every ransom'd soul design'd,
Be it into our souls convey'd;
The blessing bought for all mankind
O might we now through faith receive,
And happy in Thy Spirit live!
The gift, the blessing, and the grace,
The precious promises in one,
Jesus, our faithful hearts embrace,
Comprised, fulfill'd in Thee alone,

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Fulness of Deity we prove,
And all the heights and depths of love.

3157.

[That liberty from sin]

Stand fast...in the liberty wherewith Christ, &c. —v. 1.

That liberty from sin,
O when shall I attain?
Jesus, be manifest within,
And form my soul again;
Redemption through Thy blood
I find by finding Thee;
And cannot sin when born of God,
And God is born in me.
Jesus, Thy word I plead,
Thy promise I embrace,
If Thou hast made me free indeed,
Confirm my heart with grace;
Supported by Thy hand,
O may I still remain,
Fast on the Rock of Ages stand,
And never sin again.
If Thou my bonds hast broke,
My constant Saviour Thou,
Preserve me that to Satan's yoke
I never more may bow,
May never lose the power
Of faith and humble love;
But stand unshaken as the Tower
That hides my life above.
Confiding in Thy name,
To sin I need not yield;
But able through Thy strength I am
To win the hard-fought field,

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My freedom to maintain,
In all Thine image rise,
The summit of perfection gain,
And sink beyond the skies.

3158.

[Jesus, I from Thee receive]

Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfil, &c. —v. 16.

Jesus, I from Thee receive
Sufficient strength of grace,
Always in Thy Spirit to live,
And walk in all Thy ways:
While I thus in faith go on,
I shall not nature's lusts fulfil,
Strong through Thee to tread them down,
And do Thine utmost will.

3159.

[Yes; but with the fleshly lust]

The flesh lusteth against the Spirit. —v. 17.

Yes; but with the fleshly lust
I never need comply,
Who on my Redeemer trust,
And on His word rely;
Tempted, yet by Him withheld,
To sin I give no longer place;
Flesh doth to His Spirit yield,
And nature bows to grace.

3160.

[Holy Ghost, with grace inspire]

And the Spirit against the flesh [Gr.]: and these, &c. —v. 17.

Holy Ghost, with grace inspire
My heart against my sin,
When I feel the base desire,
Exert Thy power within;
Keep me till the conflict's o'er,
That nature's will I may not do,
Till the kingdom Thou restore,
And all my heart renew.

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3161.

[“Witchcraft! enchantment! sorcery]

The works of the flesh are...witchcraft, &c. —v. 19, 20.

Witchcraft! enchantment! sorcery;
It never was, and ne'er can be!”
Thus saith the wisdom of our age,
Superior to the sacred Page,
And dares the law Divine repeal,
And votes the tempter back to hell.
 

Exod. xxii. 18. “Thou shalt not suffer a witch to live.”

3162.

[Jesus, plant Thy Spirit in me]

The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, &c. —v. 22, 23.

Jesus, plant Thy Spirit in me,
Then the fruit shall show the tree,
Every grace its Author prove,
Rising from the root of love.
Joy shall then my heart o'erflow,
Peace which only saints can know,
Peace, the seal of cancell'd sin,
Joy, the taste of heaven within.
Gentle then to all, and kind
To the wicked and the blind,
Full of tenderness and care,
I shall every burden bear;
Glad the general servant be,
Serve with strict fidelity,
Life itself for them deny,
Meekly in their service die.

3163.

[We that are Christ's, have crucified]

They that are Christ's have crucified the, &c. —v. 24.

We that are Christ's, have crucified
The flesh, the rebel man within,
Passion, and appetite, and pride,
And all the brood of inbred sin;

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The Adam old (the selfish love)
By faith we nail'd him to the tree,
From whence he never shall remove,
But bleed to death, O Lord, with Thee.
In vain for a reprieve he cries,
And groans, and struggles to be freed;
In vain his subtlest art he tries,
And feigns himself already dead:
To make us boast the conflict o'er,
He seems to gasp his latest breath,
And stirs in novices no more,
And dies at once a sudden death.
But taught of God, we surely know,
The man of desperate wickedness
Shall weaker still and weaker grow,
And lingering die by slow degrees;
The Adam old, we dare believe,
Shall hang with Christ transfix'd and fast,
A thousand mortal wounds receive,
Till perfect grace inflict the last.
 

True believers have nailed the flesh with all its evil passions, appetites, and inclinations, as it were, to a cross, whence it has no power to break loose, but is continually weaker and weaker. —Mr. W's Notes.

3164.

[When I see my brother's fault]

If a man be overtaken in a fault, ye which, &c. —vi. 1.

When I see my brother's fault,
In the toils of Satan caught,
Tempted, conquer'd by surprise,
Shall I dare his soul despise?
Leave him fallen in the snare,
Rashly of his rise despair;

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Aggravate his heavy load,
Judge him quite cast off of God?
Rather let my bowels move,
Touch'd with sympathy of love;
Let me for his misery groan,
Make his piteous case my own:
While in him my case I see,
Feel mine own infirmity;
Tremble at the trying hour,
Arm me, Saviour, with Thy power.
Arm me with Thy gracious mind,
That I may the wanderer find,
Soften the backslider's pain,
Bring him to Thy fold again,
Wrestling for his soul with Thee
Till he feels the liberty,
Pardon, and recover'd power,
Goes in peace, and sins no more.

3165.

[For names the Christian world contend]

In Christ Jesus neither circumcision availeth, &c. —vi. 15.

For names the Christian world contend,
For modes and forms, in vain,
Who do not, Lord, on Thee depend,
Who are not born again:
Till Thou redeem us from our fall,
Till Thou Thy Spirit impart,
Baptized, or unbaptized, we all
Are Heathens still in heart.
To save my soul from endless woe
No outward things avail,
Unless Thy pardoning love I know
I sink unchanged to hell;

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O might I feel the' atoning blood,
And call the Saviour mine,
Created after God, renew'd
In holiness Divine.
Now, Saviour, now the work begin
Of Thy creating grace,
Forgive, and make the sinner clean
From all unrighteousness;
Pronounce us perfected in love,
Completely sanctified,
And to our place prepared above
Receive Thy happy bride.

3166.

[The Christian rule to few is known]

As many as walk according to this rule, &c. —vi. 16.

The Christian rule to few is known:
Who truly bear the name,
They triumph in His cross alone,
And glory in His shame;
To pleasure, fame, and riches dead,
They in the world reside,
Conform'd in sufferings to their Head,
With Jesus crucified.
Christians indeed are creatures new,
Their Saviour's mind express,
And walking in His steps, they show
The power of godliness:
The church in every age is found
Composed of none but these:
O may they live with mercy crown'd,
And everlasting peace!

3167.

[What are those marks the' apostle bears?]

I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus. —vi. 17.

What are those marks the' apostle bears?
Sad, sacred grief alone declares,

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Grief from the Man of sorrows took,
Grief that I am of God forsook!
The nails, the thorns, the spear I feel,
The Saviour's grief unspeakable,
Which, till my soul and body part,
Pierces my soul, and breaks my heart!
Henceforth let none attempt in vain,
To aggravate my mournful pain,
To heighten my extreme distress;
The greater swallows up the less.
Can I regret a creature loss,
Or mourn beneath a worldly cross,
Or feel another misery
When God conceals Himself from me?

EPHESIANS.

3168.

[Liberty in Christ we have]

In whom we have redemption through His blood, &c. —i. 7.

Liberty in Christ we have,
Forgiveness through His blood.
Feel His present power to save,
By sin no more subdued:
When He wash'd us white as snow,
Clothed with righteousness and power,
Jesus loosed, and bade us go,
And yield to sin no more.

3169.

[Jesus, suffering Son of God]

Jesus, suffering Son of God,
Thy nature is to save,

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Let me pardon in Thy blood,
And with Thy Spirit have:
Full of mercy as Thou art,
Grant the pardon I implore,
Peace to keep my faithful heart,
And power to sin no more.
Liberty from my own sin,
Thou only canst bestow,
Make my guilty conscience clean,
And loose, and let me go.
If that blood Divine was shed
The general liberty to buy,
Come and make me free indeed,
Or bought by Thee, I die.
Longing in my gracious Lord,
Redemption to obtain,
If I perish unrestored
Thyself hast died in vain:
Saviour, now Thy purchase seize,
Thou hast laid my ransom down;
Now from all my sins release,
And seal me for Thine own.

3170.

[Father, we give Thee all the praise]

By grace are ye saved through faith. —ii. 8.

Father, we give Thee all the praise,
Thy mercy, love, and causeless grace,
The Source of our salvation own;
But that which Jesu's blood applies,
Absolves, and wholly sanctifies,
Is faith, almighty faith alone:
And when our faith in vision ends,
And when the spotless bride ascends,
We shall repeat the song above,

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Our Saviour on the throne proclaim,
Saved by the Father, and the Lamb,
For ever happy in Thy love.

3171.

[Thou art gone up on high]

When He ascended up on high, He led, &c. —iv. 8.

Thou art gone up on high
Our Saviour in the sky,
Principalities and powers
Thou hast spoil'd, and captive led,
Conquer'd all Thy foes and ours,
More than conquer'd in our stead.
Mysterious gifts unseen
Thou hast received for men,
Gifts for a rebellious race
Streaming from Thy throne above,
Contrite grief, and pardoning grace,
Humble fear, and purest love.
The Gift unspeakable
The Witness, Pledge, and Seal,
Heavenly Comforter Divine
Spirit of eternity,
Purchased by that blood of Thine
Him Thou hast received for me.
For me obtain'd He is,
For all Thine enemies,
Jesus, Thou the giver art,
Now Thy Father's name reveal,
Now the Holy Ghost impart,
God in man for ever dwell!

3172.

[Can I be angry, and not sin?]

Be ye angry, and sin not. —iv. 26.

Can I be angry, and not sin?
I sin, unless I angry am:

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Kindle, almighty Love, within
This frozen breast a sacred flame;
Then on myself my wrath shall turn,
Till Thou mine utmost Saviour come,
With all Thine indignation burn,
And root and branch my sin consume.

3173.

[Ye sordid slaves of avarice]

Nor covetous man, who is an idolater, hath, &c. —v. 5.

Ye sordid slaves of avarice,
Who most of earth possess,
Who money love, and riches prize
As certain happiness;
Your bliss ye may a moment hold,
But know, if God be true,
Ye cursed idolaters of gold,
There is no heaven for you.

3174.

[Sinner, that know'st not God]

Awake thou that sleepest, and arise from the, &c. —v. 14.

Sinner, that know'st not God,
Lift up thy guilty eyes,
Thou stranger to the' atoning blood,
From nature's sleep arise:
As of salvation sure,
Thy soul insensible
Lies lull'd in Satan's arms, secure
Within the mouth of hell.
Out of thy sins awake,
With deep repentance mourn,
Thyself, and the dead world forsake,
And to the Saviour turn;
The shades of hellish night
So shall thy Lord remove,
And bless thee with His Spirit's light,
The light of faith and love.

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The brightness of His face
Jesus to thee shall show,
The knowledge of His pardoning grace,
With perfect peace bestow;
The light shall still increase,
Which shows thy sins forgiven,
And through the paths of righteousness
Conduct Thy soul to heaven.

3175.

[O that to me were given]

Walk...not as fools, but as wise, redeeming, &c. —v. 15, 16.

O that to me were given
The wisdom from above,
A candidate for heaven,
My precious time to' improve.
To buy up every hour,
And every sinew strain,
And use mine utmost power
Eternal life to gain.
My God, most high, most holy,
No more may I offend;
My life of impious folly,
This moment let it end!
This moment, Lord, beginning
To taste Thy pardoning grace,
O bid me cease from sinning,
And start, and win the race.

3176.

[O might I faithfully improve]

O might I faithfully improve,
The little life behind,
Resolved to ask my Saviour's love,
Till I the blessing find:
To wrestle on in mighty prayer,
Nor ever let Thee go,

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Till God His secret name declare,
And all His glory show.
I would the precious time redeem,
By counting all things loss,
By offering up my life for Him
Whose blood distain'd the cross.
Thus would I live entirely Thine,
Who gav'st Thyself for me;
And then my spotless soul resign
A sacrifice to Thee.

3177.

[Howe'er untunable the voice]

Making melody in your heart to the Lord. —v. 19.

Howe'er untunable the voice
The heart doth most melodious prove,
When skill'd in Jesus to rejoice,
And glory in His dying love:
Exulting in its Saviour's grace
The Lamb's triumphant song it sings,
Presents the quintessence of praise,
As music to the King of kings.
Hymn'd by the bright angelic choirs,
The King of kings approves their strain,
Hearing amidst their sweetest lyres,
The Spirit of His love in man.
Now, Father, now incline Thine ear,
The music of Thy Spirit own,
And in my heart delight to hear
The voice of Thy acclaiming Son.

3178.

[If others the commandments slight]

Wives, submit yourselves unto your own, &c. —v. 22.

If others the commandments slight,
I own, O God, Thy will is right,

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And bowing to an husband's sway,
The Lord of heaven in man obey,
Assured Thy glorious Majesty
Accepts the deed as done to Thee.

3179.

[Then am I bound (if charity]

Husbands, love your wives, even as Christ, &c. —v. 25.

Then am I bound (if charity
Divine be made the rule for me)
As my own flesh to love my wife,
And gladly ransom with my life
Her soul from the infernal grave;
For Jesus died, His church to save.

3180.

[Flesh out of His flesh we are]

We are members of His body, out of His flesh [Gr.], &c. —v. 30.

Flesh out of His flesh we are,
And bone out of His bone,
Who the heavenly nature share
Of God's most holy Son;
God doth now our hearts impress,
Made soft, yet firm, like His above,
Fill'd with all the tenderness,
And all the strength of love.

3181.

[Captain, we Thy command obey]

Take unto you the whole armour of God, that, &c. —vi. 13.

Captain, we Thy command obey,
By Thine almighty Spirit led!
To arm us in the evil day,
We all the heavenly armour need,
Armour of proof, which can endure
The' assaults of sin, the world, and hell:
Less than the whole will not secure,
And make Thy host invincible.
But lo, we every grace put on,
Dauntless the alien armies meet,

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We tread the powers of darkness down,
And trample death beneath our feet;
And having all our foes o'ercome,
Complete in perfect holiness,
We stand, till Thou receive us home,
To stand before Thy glorious face.

PHILIPPIANS.

3182.

[To all, who hallowing grace obtain]

For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain. —i. 21.

To all, who hallowing grace obtain,
To live is Christ, to die is gain;
And when I reach the prize,
And when the perfect day I see,
The life I live is Christ in me,
And death is paradise.

3183.

[Glory ascribe and endless praise]

Unto you it is given in the behalf of Christ, &c. —i. 29.

Glory ascribe and endless praise
To God, the giver of all grace,
Who hath on us a power bestow'd,
To plunge in that all-cleansing blood;
With heart-felt faith to trust in Him
Whose death did every soul redeem.
Thanks upon thanks to God we owe,
Who did a second gift bestow,
The grace in Jesus' steps to tread,
And meekly suffer with our Head;
While gladly we our will resign,
And prove our patient faith Divine.

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My double privilege I take,
The trust and pain for Jesu's sake;
By faith I know my pardon sure,
By patience to the end endure;
Happy to live for Jesus, I,
But happier still for Him to die.

3184.

[Proclaiming my own holiness]

In lowliness of mind let each esteem other, &c. —ii. 3.

Proclaiming my own holiness,
Myself if perfect I esteem,
And others far beneath in grace,
Myself I must prefer to them.

3185.

[I seem desirous to repent]

It is God which worketh in you both to will, &c. —ii. 13.

I seem desirous to repent,
But cannot, without Thee,
Soften the stony, or lament
My own obduracy.
Gladly I would Thy word believe,
My dear Redeemer know,
But neither can rejoice, nor grieve,
Till Thou the power bestow.
I would, more sensibly distress'd
Throughout this evil day,
Struggle to utter my request,
But cannot, cannot pray,
Until the Spirit from on high
His needful aid impart,
And raise a supplicating cry
Within my broken heart.
My want of thankfulness, and love,
And every grace I own,
Nor will the mountains e'er remove,
Till Thou, my God, come down;

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Till Thou Thine own desires fulfil,
Thyself to sinners join,
And kindly work in me to will,
And do the will Divine.

3186.

[But could the chief apostle grieve]

He was sick nigh unto death: but God had, &c. —ii. 27.

But could the chief apostle grieve,
That Jesus should a saint receive
To everlasting rest?
Then I may lawfully bemoan
Myself, for her to glory gone
In her Redeemer's breast.
My friend no more on earth appears;
The tribute of these pious tears
She asks, and justifies:
And weeping, through the vale of woe,
With calm submissive grief I go,
To meet her in the skies.

3187.

[“Then know thy place,” (a novice cries]

Not as though I...were already perfect. —iii. 12.

Then know thy place,” (a novice cries,
Whose fancy has attain'd the prize,)
“Stand by thyself, nor rank with me,
For I am holier than thee;
Beyond the chief apostle I!
And you, who dare my grace deny,
The proof of my perfection know,
It is—because I think it so!”

3188.

[Why hast Thou apprehended me]

I follow after, if that I may apprehend that, &c. —iii. 12.

Why hast Thou apprehended me,
And held my struggling soul so fast?
What is the grace laid up in Thee,
Which I shall apprehend at last,

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The gospel-hope to which I press?
Is it not finish'd holiness?
Jesus, that perfect good unknown,
Restless, resign'd, I wait to gain:
But give me strength to follow on,
And strive, and labour, and sustain;
Nor ever from Thine own depart,
Till Thee I love with all my heart.

3189.

[No; not after twenty years]

I count not myself to have apprehended. —iii. 13.

No; not after twenty years
Of labouring in the word!
After all his fights, and fears,
And sufferings for his Lord,
Paul hath not attain'd the prize,
Though caught up to the heavenly hill:
Daily still the' apostle dies,
And lives imperfect still!
“But we now, the prize to' attain,
An easier method see,
Save ourselves the toil and pain,
And lingering agony,
Reach at once the ladder's top,
While standing on its lowest round,
Instantaneously spring up,
With pure perfection crown'd.”
Such the credulous dotard's dream,
And such his shorter road,
Thus he makes the world blaspheme,
And shames the church of God,
Staggers thus the most sincere,
Till from the gospel-hope they move,

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Holiness as error fear,
And start at perfect love.
Lord, Thy real work revive,
The counterfeit to end.
That we lawfully may strive,
And truly apprehend,
Humbly still Thy servant trace,
Who least of saints himself did call,
Till we gain the height of grace,
And into nothing fall.

3190.

[Most gracious Lord]

Be careful for nothing. —iv. 6.

Most gracious Lord,
Thy kindest word
I joyfully obey;
Hold fast my confidence restored,
And cast my sins away.
No longer I
Lament and sigh,
With guilty fear oppress'd;
To me who on Thy love rely,
Whatever is, is best.
In each event,
The kind intent
Of love Divine I see,
And mix'd with joyful thanks present
My humble prayers to Thee.
Then let Thy peace
My heart possess;
By Thy unspotted mind
Preserve in perfect quietness
A soul to Jesus join'd.

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In spirit one
With Christ Thy Son,
Henceforth His life I live,
Till Jesus claim me for His own,
And to His arms receive.

COLOSSIANS.

3191.

[What is that meetness for the skies?]

Which hath made us meet to be partakers of, &c. —i. 12.

What is that meetness for the skies?
Hard labouring in the vale below,
I ask, “What is my calling's prize?”
And all within me groans to know:
Who shall that holiness explain?
Adam, descended from above,
Answer by forming me again,
By perfecting my soul in love.

3192.

[What is that gospel-hope?]

Be not moved away from the hope of the gospel. —i. 23.

What is that gospel-hope?
To be redeem'd from sin,
After His likeness to wake up,
Holy and pure within;
The Lord with all our mind,
And soul and strength to love;
To lose our life for Christ, and find
A better life above.
This hope of holiness,
Still may I hold it fast,
And toward the prize unwearied press,
Till all my deaths are past!

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My Captain and my Head
Did to the end endure:
And I through sufferings perfected,
Shall find His promise sure.
The men that know not God
May cry, “It cannot be,”
That heart-felt pardon in His blood,
That sinless liberty:
The world blaspheme in vain,
I still my point pursue,
Assured, though every child of man
Be false, yet God is true.
False-witnesses may rise,
Me from my hope to move,
Pretenders to the glorious prize,
The pure, consummate love:
Though crowds believe a lie,
Nor reach the perfect day,
I set the self-deceivers by,
And still hold on my way.
I trust in Thee alone,
Who never canst deceive,
(After I have Thy pleasure done)
The promised grace to give,
The holiness complete,
The spotless purity,
The perfect love, which makes me meet
To share a throne with Thee.

3193.

[The sufferings which the body bears]

And fill up that which is behind of the, &c. —i. 24.

The sufferings which the body bears,
Are still the sufferings of the Head,

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While every true disciple shares
The cross on which his Saviour bled,
The members all His cup partake,
And daily die for Jesu's sake.
My calling now I clearly see,
And from the stock of sacred pains
Accept the' allotted misery,
The blessing which for me remains,
Hated, reviled, afflicted live,
And with the Man of sorrows grieve.
Whate'er the members must endure,
Resign'd through life I undergo,
Not grace or pardon to procure,
But Jesu's patient mind to show,
And, all His saving virtue prove,
Through sufferings perfected in love.
As favours from my kindest Lord,
My deaths I joyfully sustain,
Indulged to' enhance my great reward,
When coming with His saints to reign,
I see, I meet the Crucified,
I sit triumphant at His side!

3194.

[The mystery so long unknown]

Christ in you, the hope of glory. —i. 27.

The mystery so long unknown
Is manifest in Christ alone:
The fulness of the Deity
Resides eternally in Thee:
Jesus, to me the secret tell,
Thyself, the Gift unspeakable,
The hope of heavenly bliss impart,
The glorious earnest in my heart.

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3195.

[The gospel mystery]

The gospel mystery,
To ages past unknown,
Is manifest, O Christ, with Thee
Inhabiting Thine own.
What tongue can ne'er express
The joy of saints Thou art,
The taste of glorious happiness,
In every faithful heart.
To this poor heart of mine,
Jesus, Thyself reveal,
The earnest sure of joys Divine,
And my salvation seal:
I only live for this
To know Thy pardoning grace,
Anticipate that heavenly bliss,
And die in Thy embrace.

3196.

[What heart can e'er conceive]

Ye are complete in Him. —ii. 10.

What heart can e'er conceive,
The gospel mystery?
A sinner in myself I live,
Out of myself in Thee.
I as my own disclaim,
Whate'er is good or great,
And while in Thee, O Christ, I am,
I am in Thee complete.

3197.

[Come let us rise with Christ our Head]

If ye then be risen with Christ, seek those, &c. —iii. 1, 2.

Come let us rise with Christ our Head,
And seek the things above,
By the almighty Spirit led
And fill'd with faith and love;

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Our hearts detach'd from all below
Should after Him ascend,
And only wish the joy to know
Of our triumphant Friend.
Enthroned at God's right-hand He sits
Maintainer of our cause,
Till every vanquish'd foe submits
To His victorious cross;
Worthy to be exalted thus
The Lamb for sinners slain,
The Lord our King, who reigns for us,
And shall for ever reign.
To Him our willing hearts we give
Who gives us power and peace,
And dead to sin, His members live
The life of righteousness;
The hidden life of Christ is ours
With Christ conceal'd above,
And tasting the celestial powers
We banquet on His love.

3198.

[Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know]

Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know,
If risen indeed with Him ye are,
Superior to the joys below,
His resurrection's power declare,
Your faith by holy tempers prove,
By actions show your sins forgiven,
And seek the glorious things above,
And follow Christ your Head to heaven.
There your exalted Saviour see
Seated at God's right-hand again,
In all His Father's majesty,
In everlasting pomp to reign:

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To Him continually aspire,
Contending for your native place,
And emulate the angel-choir,
And only live to love and praise.

3199.

[For who by faith your Lord receive]

For ye are dead, and your life is hid with, &c. —iii. 3, 4.

For who by faith your Lord receive,
Ye nothing seek or want beside;
Dead to the world and sin ye live,
Your creature-love is crucified:
Your real life with Christ conceal'd
Deep in the Father's bosom lies,
And glorious as your Head reveal'd,
Ye soon shall meet Him in the skies.

3200.

[Wherefore, ye saints, with resolute zeal]

Mortify...your members which are upon the, &c. —iii. 5.

Wherefore, ye saints, with resolute zeal,
Your members to destruction give,
Which would on earthly objects dwell,
And thence their nourishment receive;
Vengeance on your oppressors take,
Actions, and words, and thoughts unclean,
Evil desires, which jointly make
The body foul of inbred sin.
Put him to death, the Adam old,
Passions inordinate and blind,
Lusts of the flesh to evil sold,
The selfish will, the carnal mind:
Nail'd to the cross if now they bleed,
Persist to persecute and kill;
Daily die on, already dead,
And mortify your members still.
Not out of nature's reach, fight on,
Not from the grossest sins secure,

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Your bodies with your arms lay down,
Nor think till death the crown is sure;
Till then for no dismission look,
Your victory o'er the flesh repeat,
And slay with a continual stroke,
Till death be put beneath your feet.

3201.

[May we not 'scape the killing pain]

May we not 'scape the killing pain,
And perfected this moment be?
This moment, Lord, if Thou ordain,
We can the final victory
O'er hell, the world, and death, and sin,
With everlasting glory win.
But if Thou bidd'st us mortify
Our lusts and passions here below,
Take up our cross, and daily die,
And in Thy gracious knowledge grow,
Who shall Thine oracles gainsay,
Or dare prescribe a shorter way?
We, Jesus, will on Thee attend,
To Thee the times and seasons leave,
Labouring, and suffering to the end,
Till Thou the long-sought blessing give,
And seal us, perfectly restored,
True followers of our silent Lord.

3202.

[But did the saints of God, the dead]

But now ye also put off all these; anger, &c. —iii. 8, 9.

But did the saints of God, the dead
With Christ, the partners of His rise,
The Spirit's strongest cautions need
'Gainst every sin, and every vice?
O what are men (if God remove)
The best, the perfected in love?

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The holiest, who their watch remit,
May sink into the tempter's snare,
Will fall into the hellish pit,
Unless with humble ceaseless prayer
They to the last themselves deny,
And conquerors in the harness die.

3203.

[O that the pure engrafted word]

Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly. —iii. 16.

O that the pure engrafted word
In us abundantly might dwell,
And mix'd with faith in Christ our Lord
The riches of His grace reveal,
Wealth which supports the thrones above,
And treasures of eternal love.
Jesus, assist us to believe,
And then the word Thy wealth imparts:
The word which Thou art pleased to give,
Is life and spirit in our hearts;
And fills with all the Deity,
Inspoken, and inspired by Thee.

I. THESSALONIANS.

3204.

[The work of faith with heaven begun]

Remembering...your work of faith, and, &c. —i. 3.

The work of faith with heaven begun,
With Christ discover'd from above,
By just degrees is carried on,
By patient hope, and labouring love,
Nor ends the moment it begins,
Nor glory in an instant wins.
That work of faith the novice blind
Would fain, on fancy's horse, leap o'er,

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A shorter way to Zion find,
And fight with sin—when sin's no more;
Labour, when of the prize possess'd,
And toil, when enter'd into rest.
That patience of unwearied hope
Fond nature would escape in vain,
To full-grown grace at once spring up,
Perfection in a moment gain;
Evade the fight, yet take the spoil,
The sweets of love, without the toil.
But O Thou patient mournful Man,
Thy life our better way we see,
And labouring hard through grief and pain,
Through toils and deaths we follow Thee,
Fight on, while day by day renew'd,
And strive, resisting unto blood.
We work, till Thou pronounce, “Well done!”
The' incessant toils of love repeat,
And suffer till our final groan,
Till patience hath its work complete,
And faith its glorious end receives,
And love alone for ever lives.

3205.

[He wills, that I should holy be]

This is the will of God, even your sanctification. —iv. 3.

He wills, that I should holy be:
That holiness I long to feel,
That full Divine conformity
To all my Saviour's righteous will:
See Lord, the travail of Thy soul
Accomplish'd in the change of mine,
And plunge me, every whit made whole,
In all the depths of love Divine.

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3206.

[This the fruit of Jesus' passion]

This the fruit of Jesus' passion,
Peace, inviolable peace,
Present, uttermost salvation,
Love, and finish'd holiness.
Jesus paid His life to buy us
From all sin and guilty fear;
Pour'd His blood to sanctify us,
Body, soul, and spirit here.
Jesus, life of the believer,
Full of truth and full of grace,
Gift of God, Thyself the giver,
Fill us with Thy righteousness.
From all filth of flesh and spirit
Purify us by Thy blood,
Then we live, and die to' inherit
All the glorious life of God.

3207.

[If death my friend and me divide]

Sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. —iv. 13.

If death my friend and me divide,
Thou dost not, Lord, my sorrow chide,
Or frown my tears to see;
Restrain'd from passionate excess,
Thou bidd'st me mourn in calm distress
For them that rest in Thee.
I feel a strong immortal hope,
Which bears my mournful spirit up
Beneath its mountain-load:
Redeem'd from death, and grief, and pain,
I soon shall find my friend again
Within the arms of God.
Pass a few fleeting moments more,
And death the blessing shall restore
Which death hath snatch'd away;

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For me Thou wilt the summons send,
And give me back my parted friend
In that eternal day.

3208.

[Through life's short waking dream]

Who died for us, that, whether we wake or, &c. —v. 10.

Through life's short waking dream
By faith we live with Him,
And sinking into rest,
We fall upon His breast,
Through all eternity to prove
The truth, the life, the heaven of Love.

3209.

[Patient to all that I may be]

Be patient toward all men. —v. 14.

Patient to all that I may be,
Thy Spirit, Lord, implant in me,
Thy lowly gentleness of mind,
Thy love for all the sin-sick kind.
Then shall I bear whoe'er oppose,
Or brethren false, or open foes;
The kiss, the scoff, the wounds receive,
And die myself that they may live.
O might I now Thy pity find
For sinners ignorant, and blind,
Endure their contradiction still,
And strive with good to' o'ercome their ill!
O could I view them with Thine eyes,
While offer'd up in sacrifice,
For them pour out my tears and blood,
And bear till death the wrath of God!
I come by Thy meek Spirit led,
Jesus, in all Thy steps to tread;
I come, if Thou my heart prepare,
The universal load to bear:

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My life for every soul expend,
And bleed and suffer to the end,
The rival of Thy passion prove,
And conquer all by patient love.

3210.

[Rejoice evermore]

Rejoice evermore. —v. 16.

Rejoice evermore
In the truth, and the power,
And the grace of our heavenly Friend,
Till to us who believe
He His glory doth give,
And a kingdom that never shall end.

3211.

[Father, into my heart convey]

Pray without ceasing. —v. 17.

Father, into my heart convey
The power incessantly to pray,
Or Thy command is void:
But when the Power inhabits there,
My heart shall be an house of prayer,
Emptied, and fill'd with God.

3212.

[Every moment we live]

In every thing give thanks. —v. 18.

Every moment we live
We a blessing receive,
And with thankful alacrity own:
We shall praise Him in death,
And resigning our breath,
Give Him thanks for a share of His throne.

3213.

[Is it Thy will concerning me?]

This is the will of God in Christ Jesus, &c. —v. 18.

Is it Thy will concerning me?
Then let Thy will take place,
And help my soul's infirmity,
Omnipotent in grace.

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Jesus, Thou art the Lord Most-High,
The praying Spirit Thou art,
Enter, and Abba Father, cry
Incessant in my heart.
Essence of happiness, appear,
Into my bosom given;
Come and set up Thy kingdom here,
Thou Joy of earth and heaven.
Inviolable peace I have,
When Jesus I possess,
And when Thou dost persist to save,
I dwell in perfect peace.
Jesus, reveal Thy love to me,
And on Thy breast reclined
Matter of thankfulness in Thee
I every moment find:
Whate'er occurs, Thy hand alone,
Dividing all my ways,
And good brought out of ill I own
With wonder, love, and praise.
If Thou my constant Saviour art,
And Thee I always know,
The prayerful, joyful, thankful heart,
Thou always dost bestow.
I then my true Perfection boast,
Resorb'd into the sea,
As mix'd and swallow'd up and lost
In Thy immensity.

3214.

[While, as Thy oracles enjoin]

Prove all things; hold fast that which is good. —v. 21.

While, as Thy oracles enjoin,
We every doctrine prove,

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That only faith we judge Divine
Which works by humble love,
Hold fast the word that comes from Thee,
And always shall endure,
The truth that makes Thy servants free,
And pure as Thou art pure.

3215.

[Faithful I account Thee, Lord]

Faithful is He that calleth you, who also will do it. —v. 24.

Faithful I account Thee, Lord,
To Thy sanctifying word;
I shall soon be as Thou art,
Holy both in life and heart;
Perfect holiness attain,
All Thine image here regain,
Love my God entirely here,
Blameless then in heaven appear.

II. THESSALONIANS.

3216.

[Thus may I give, when man I praise]

We are bound to thank God always for you, &c. —i. 3.

Thus may I give, when man I praise,
To God the glory of His grace,
Who makes in us His nature known,
And claims our goodness for His own:
And while I thus the saints commend,
O may their hearts with mine ascend,
Ascribing to the Source above
Our all in humble thankful love!

3217.

[No room for glorying in their grace]

We...glory in you,...for your patience and, &c. —i. 4.

No room for glorying in their grace,
No cause of thankfulness have we

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For those who faith in words profess,
Till faith's undoubted proofs we see:
But if they see the' Invisible,
With patience they the fire endure,
And thus express the Spirit's seal,
And witness thus, their hearts are pure.
These are the followers of their Lord,
Who suffer in their Master's cause,
And never speak one boasting word,
And only glory in His cross.
A pattern to believers these,
As stars throughout the churches shine,
Partakers of true holiness,
And fill'd with all the life Divine.

3218.

[Jesus the righteous Judge shall come]

To you who are troubled rest with us. —i. 7.

Jesus the righteous Judge shall come,
And all His wicked foes consume
In flaming fire reveal'd from heaven;
Assign their lot with fiends abhorr'd,
Far from the presence of the Lord
To everlasting torments driven.
Then we whose flesh is troubled here,
Shall glorious with our Head appear,
And find our place prepared above;
And spend on our Redeemer's breast
A whole eternity of rest,
A whole eternity of love.

3219.

[Lord, we long to see that day!]

He shall come to be glorified in His saints, &c. —i. 10.

Lord, we long to see that day!
Come, and in Thy saints display

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All the wonders of Thy love,
All our life conceal'd above,
Our celestial Head Divine,
Jesus, in Thy members shine.
O that the angelic choir
Might in us our Head admire,
Brighter than those morning stars,
While the church Thy name declares,
Nearest our Redeemer's throne,
With the God of glory one.

3220.

[What is the pleasure of my Lord?]

We pray...that our God would...fulfil all, &c. —i. 11.

What is the pleasure of my Lord?
What is His will concerning me?
That I in holiness restored,
And pure in heart, my God should see;
Changed by the power of faith Divine,
Should put, with Christ, His image on,
And glorious as my Maker shine,
And dying shout—“The work is done!”
Father, behold, I calmly wait
Thine acceptable will to prove,
Raised to my first unsinning state,
In perfect righteousness and love:
Thou shalt in that appointed hour
Appear, my spotless soul to seal,
And by Thine hallowing Spirit's power
The work of faith in me fulfil.

3221.

[Thus only may I trust in man]

We have confidence in the Lord touching you, &c. —iii. 4.

Thus only may I trust in man,
(The man whose grace I most esteem,)

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By trusting him to God, who can
Secure what I commit to Him,
Who will preserve my gracious friend,
And keep him gracious to the end.
Saviour, his heart is in Thy hands,
And humbly confident I pray,
That duteous now to Thy commands
He still may Thy commands obey;
And let us both receive above
The crown laid up for righteous love.

3222.

[Father, if mine in Christ Thou art]

The Lord direct your hearts into the love of, &c. —iii. 5.

Father, if mine in Christ Thou art,
Into Thy love direct my heart,
And plant in me the mind
Which in my patient Saviour was,
When meekly suffering on the cross,
He purchased all mankind.
Fain would I the compassion prove,
The strength of persevering love,
Which nail'd Him to the tree:
Then should I every soul embrace,
And feel for all the sin-sick race
As Jesus felt for me.
That sea of love in me be found,
Without a bottom or a bound,
That sea which Jesus is;
And let me lose my raptured soul,
Long as eternal ages roll,
In the Divine Abyss.

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I. TIMOTHY.

3223.

[Love, only love Thy law fulfils]

The end of the commandment is charity. —i. 5.

Love, only love Thy law fulfils,
And doth whate'er its Author wills;
Breathe it into my heart, and I
Shall with Thy perfect will comply,
While all my words and actions prove
The end of the command is love.

3224.

[Jehovah manifest below]

This is a faithful saying, and worthy of all, &c. —i. 15.

Jehovah manifest below
Without Thy robes of majesty,
Thou cam'st into our world of woe
To save our sinful world, and me,
Me, me out of the flames to save,
And ransom from the' infernal grave.
A Man of griefs Thou didst appear
On earth, and pour out all Thy blood,
Me to redeem from guilty fear,
From sin, the world, and Satan's rod,
To change my soul, by grace forgiven,
And snatch me quite from earth to heaven.
The faithful saying of my Lord
With cordial gladness I embrace,
And wait to' experience all Thy word,
Saved to the utmost, saved by grace;
While on the eagle wings of love
I mount, to take my place above.

3225.

[Such, Lord, did Thine apostle know]

Of whom I am chief. —i. 15.

Such, Lord, did Thine apostle know
Himself? how could it be?

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Explain it to my heart, and show
The sinners' chief in me.

3226.

[Lord, we with joy Thy word obey]

Prayers...be made...for kings. —ii. 1, 2.

Lord, we with joy Thy word obey,
Who dost the power impart,
And now his sacred burden lay
On every faithful heart:
The man who fills the British throne
We now present to Thee,
Anoint, and seal him for Thy own
Through all eternity.

3227.

[My hands, and lips, and heart impure]

Lifting up holy hands, without wrath and doubting. —ii. 8.

My hands, and lips, and heart impure
I offer up to Thee,
Whose offering did from God procure
Atoning grace for me:
And while Thou dost my conscience cleanse,
And purge my guilty load,
I wash my hands in innocence,
I wash them in Thy blood.
Soon as Thou hast the pardon given,
To' approach Thy throne I dare,
I lift up holy hands to heaven,
In strong effectual prayer;
My powerful Advocate above
With confidence I find,
I find my heart enlarged in love
To God and all mankind.
Lord, when I am of Thee possess'd,
Thy Spirit prays in me,
And offers up my bold request
In faith and charity:

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When love hath cast my hatred out,
To wrath I cannot yield,
I cannot of acceptance doubt,
When every prayer is seal'd.

3228.

[God in mortal flesh reveal'd]

Great is the mystery of godliness: God was, &c. —iii. 16.

God in mortal flesh reveal'd,
Explain the mystery,
Show it still on man fulfill'd,
Be manifest in me;
Thou who didst on earth appear,
By faith conceived Thyself impart,
Pitch Thy tabernacle here
In my believing heart.
Thou, who didst so greatly stoop
To a poor virgin's womb,
Here Thy mean abode take up,
To me, my Saviour come;
Come, and Satan's works destroy,
And let me all Thy Godhead prove,
Fill'd with peace, and heavenly joy,
And pure eternal love.
Then my soul with strange delight
Shall comprehend and feel
All the length, and breadth, and height
Of love unspeakable;
Then I shall the secret know,
Which angels would search out in vain,
God was man, and served below,
That man with God might reign.

3229.

[Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay]

She that liveth in pleasure is dead while she liveth. —v. 6.

Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay,
Smooth-gliding down the flowery way,
The broad frequented road;

102

Gay wretch, that dost in pleasure live,
And all thy joy from earth receive,
Thy soul is dead to God.
When death thy soul and body part,
If dead to God even then thou art,
Excluded from the skies,
Shut up in darkness palpable,
And justly left to its own hell,
Thy soul for ever dies.

3230.

[Doth the Lord for oxen care]

Thou shalt not muzzle the ox that treadeth, &c. —v. 18.

Doth the Lord for oxen care,
And will them to be fed,
Thoughtless of His minister
Who dies for want of bread?
Jesus, pity my distress,
Thou know'st for Thee alone I pine,
Hunger after righteousness,
And thirst for love Divine.
Nothing of desert I claim,
Who without comfort mourn,
If by Thee employ'd I am
For treading out the corn:
O might I the grace receive
With which Thou dost Thy church supply,
Sharer of Thy gospel live,
Or now accepted die.

3231.

[A few may scruple to confess]

Supposing that gain is godliness. —vi. 5.

A few may scruple to confess,
That gain is the true godliness;
But all who know the world proclaim
That good and wealthy is the same.

103

3232.

[See the fruit of worldly cares!]

They that will [Gr. are willing to] be rich fall, &c. —vi. 9.

See the fruit of worldly cares!
They that will be rich or great
Fall into ten thousand snares,
Fall at last into the pit,
Drown'd in bottomless perdition,
Cursed with their own heart's desire,
Banish'd from the blissful vision,
Plunged in everlasting fire!

3233.

[Is that cursed root in me]

The love of money is the root of all evil. —vi. 10.

Is that cursed root in me
From whence all evils grow?
Thou the vile idolatry,
And Thou alone canst show:
Searcher of the treacherous heart,
To me, O God, discover mine,
Then the' idolater convert,
And fill with love Divine.

3234.

[Man of the world, O God, am I?]

Thou, O man of God, flee these things. —vi. 11.

Man of the world, O God, am I?
To Thee, O God, if I belong,
From all the happiness I fly
Of the poor, blind, deluded throng;
What men esteem I cannot prize,
I cannot wish what men desire,
Or coolly plunge with open eyes
In unextinguishable fire.

3235.

[Soldier of Christ, in His great might]

Fight the good fight of faith. —vi. 12.

Soldier of Christ, in His great might
A warfare at His cost I go,

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'Gainst sin, the world, and Satan fight,
Till nature meets her latest foe;
Patient I wait my Lord's command
To lay my arms and body down,
And then receive from Jesu's hand
The labourer's hire, the victor's crown.

II. TIMOTHY.

3236.

[Quicken'd with our immortal Head]

God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but, &c. —i. 7.

Quicken'd with our immortal Head,
Who daily, Lord, ascend with Thee,
Redeem'd from sin, and free indeed,
We taste our glorious liberty:
Saved from the fear of hell and death,
With joy we seek the things above,
And all Thy saints the Spirit breathe
Of power, sobriety, and love.
Power o'er the world, the fiend, and sin
We in Thy gracious Spirit feel,
Full power the victory to win,
And answer all Thy righteous will;
Pure love to God Thy members find,
Pure love to every soul of man,
And in Thy sober spotless mind,
Saviour, our heaven on earth we gain.

3237.

[Ah, grant me, Lord, in death to find]

Jesus Christ, who hath abolished death, and, &c. —i. 10.

Ah, grant me, Lord, in death to find,
That death is swallow'd up in Thee,

105

While on Thy loving breast reclined
I gasp for immortality,
Purchased by Thine expiring groan,
And feel it in my heart made known.
Ah, Saviour, now in me reveal
The' eternal life Thou dost bestow,
And when my mortal foe I feel,
I'll trample on my mortal foe,
Into Thine hands my spirit give,
And long as my Redeemer live.

3238.

[I know in whom I have believed]

I know whom I have believed, and am, &c. —i. 12.

I know in whom I have believed,
Who, when this precious faith He gave,
My soul into His hands received,
And bade me trust His power to save:
His Spirit doth my heart assure,
That what I still to Him commend
His constant love shall keep secure,
Till faith fill'd up in vision end.

3239.

[Thou Man of affliction and woe]

If we suffer, we shall also reign with Him. —ii. 12.

Thou Man of affliction and woe,
What is it, to suffer with Thee?
Thy secret I languish to know,
Thy passion and death on the tree:
Thou, Jesus, alone canst explain,
And give me a sense of Thy load:
Ah, show me in darkness and pain
The heart of a crucified God.
If tempted in death, and forsook,
Thy burden unknowing I bear,
To God with astonishment look,
Nor find a return of my prayer;

106

Assure me, my anguish is Thine;
This hope to a sinner afford,
And lo, I my spirit resign,
And cheerfully die—with my Lord!
Or let me in sorrow remain,
So Thou my Redeemer art nigh,
Thy marks in my body sustain,
And daily in agonies die:
Fill up Thy afflictions below,
So Thou to my conscience reveal
Thou dost my infirmities know,
My griefs Thou art troubled to feel.
Sustain'd by the pity Divine,
That pants in Immanuel's breast,
My sorrow uniting to Thine,
In calm resignation I rest:
Thy word to the members is sure,
The joy is annex'd to the pain:
With Thee to the end I endure,
With Thee I in glory shall reign.

3240.

[Our long-expected Jesus]

Our long-expected Jesus,
Ah, when wilt Thou appear,
From all our griefs release us,
From all our sufferings here?
This mighty tribulation
Shall in Thy presence end;
And partners of Thy passion,
We shall Thy throne ascend.
Who on Thy word relying
Endure the' allotted pain,

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Distress'd, and daily dying,
We shall Thy life obtain:
The joy display'd before Thee,
Thou wilt on us bestow,
Who on Thy cross adore Thee,
And share Thy deepest woe.
In hope of the salvation
Thou didst so dearly buy,
With humble resignation,
Our latest death we die.
My torment undiminish'd,
In patient love abide,
Till Thou repeat, 'Tis finish'd!
And take us to Thy side.

3241.

[Call'd after Thee I am]

Let every one that nameth the name of Christ, &c. —ii. 19.

Call'd after Thee I am,
And Thou my Saviour art,
And through the virtue of Thy name
I now from sin depart:
Thus may I always tell
That I, O Christ, am Thine,
And bear throughout my life the seal
And character Divine.

3242.

[The form of godliness remains]

Having a form of godliness, but denying, &c. —iii. 5.

The form of godliness remains,
Which the dead church its saviour makes,
Or each a different form maintains,
The shadow for the substance takes;
But all the living power deny,
And call the truth of God a lie.
The living power, which saves from sin,
Which pardon on the conscience seals,

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Which writes the law of love within,
And all the promises fulfils,
The christen'd infidels blaspheme,
As folly's creed, or frenzy's dream.
By this, Divinely warn'd, we know
The latest perilous times are come,
And look for Christ to' appear below,
His anti-Christian foes to doom,
And reign o'er all our earth renew'd,
The sole, supreme, eternal God.

3243.

[Sinner, who dost thyself deceive]

All that will live godly in Christ Jesus, &c. —iii. 12.

Sinner, who dost thyself deceive,
By prudent care the cross decline,
Thou art not willing yet to live
In Christ the righteous life Divine;
Thou dost not persecution bear,
Which all who would be saved endure;
Thy soul is in the fowler's snare,
And sleeps in Satan's arms secure.
Soon as thou wilt the world forsake,
The world becomes thy mortal foe,
Vengeance on their old slave they take,
And Pharaoh will not let thee go;
Thou hast the mark, the foul disgrace,
Resolved with sin no more to dwell,
And heavenward if thou turn thy face,
Thou bear'st the wrath of earth and hell.

3244.

[If children may the Scripture know]

From a child thou hast known the holy, &c. —iii. 15.

If children may the Scripture know,
Explain it, Lord, to mine,
And let them in the wisdom grow,
The tender fear Divine;

109

While in Thy word Thy voice they hear,
And use the grace bestow'd,
Let it throughout their lives appear
That they are taught of God.

3245.

[If faith in our dear dying Lord]

The holy scriptures, which are able to, &c. —iii. 15.

If faith in our dear dying Lord
The sacred instrument applies,
The virtue of His hallowing word
Shall make us to salvation wise,
Wise our high calling's prize to' attain,
And everlasting glory gain.
Jesus, the Spirit of faith bestow,
Who only can Thy book unseal,
And give me all Thy will to know,
And give me all Thy mind to feel,
Fill'd with the wisdom from above,
The purity of heavenly love.

3246.

[Inspirer of the ancient seers]

All scripture is given by inspiration of God, &c. —iii. 16, 17.

Inspirer of the ancient seers,
Who wrote from Thee the sacred page,
The same through all succeeding years,
To us, in our degenerate age,
The Spirit of Thy word impart,
And breathe the life into our heart.
The word if Thou vouchsafe to give,
We find its efficacious power,
The saving benefit receive,
And taught aright our God to' adore,
The living sentiment we feel,
Conform'd to all Thy righteous will.

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While now Thine oracles we read,
With earnest prayer, and strong desire,
O let Thy Spirit from Thee proceed,
Our souls to waken and inspire,
Our weakness help, our darkness chase,
And guide us by the light of grace.
Whene'er in error's paths we rove,
The living God through sin forsake,
Our conscience by Thy word reprove,
Convince, and bring the wanderers back,
Deep-wounded by Thy Spirit's sword,
And then by Gilead's balm restored.
The secret lessons of Thy grace,
Transmitted through the word, repeat,
To train us up in all Thy ways,
To make us in Thy will complete,
Fulfil Thy love's redeeming plan,
And bring us to a perfect man.
Furnish'd out of Thy treasury,
O may we always ready stand,
To help the souls redeem'd by Thee,
In what their various states demand,
To teach, convince, correct, reprove,
And build them up in holiest love.

3247.

[“I the good fight have fought,”]

I have fought a good fight. —iv. 7.

I the good fight have fought,”
O when shall I declare!
The victory by my Saviour got
I long, with Paul, to share:
O might I triumph so,
When all my warfare's past,

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And dying find my latest foe
Beneath my feet at last!

3248.

[Strengthen'd by Christ alone]

I have finished my course. —iv. 7.

Strengthen'd by Christ alone,
With long-continued strife,
A race as for my life I run,
For my eternal life!
And who His grace receive,
And who His grace employ,
My earthly course, I dare believe,
Shall end in heavenly joy.

3249.

[This blessed word be mine]

I have kept the faith. —iv. 7.

This blessed word be mine,
Just as the port is gain'd,
“Kept by the power of grace Divine
I have the faith maintain'd!”
The' apostles of my Lord,
To whom it first was given,
They could not speak a greater word,
Nor all the saints in heaven.

3250.

[A crown of righteousness]

Henceforth there is laid up for me a crown, &c. —iv. 8.

A crown of righteousness
There is laid for me,
Who keep the faith, and win the race,
And get the victory:
The Judge of all is just
His saints to glorify,
To save who in His promise trust,
And in His favour die.
When shall the Judge descend,
And fix His kingdom here!

112

With vehement love we still attend
To see our Lord appear;
With languishing desire,
We long our Head to own,
Encircled by His angel-choir,
High on His azure throne.
O King of saints come down,
In dazzling majesty,
Thy suffering witnesses to crown,
Who share Thy cross with Thee:
Thou promisest to give
The crown at that glad day
To all who lovingly believe,
And for Thy coming stay.
The name, the cross we love
Of our exalted Friend,
And still to meet Thee from above
Our hearts to heaven we send:
And when Thou dost appear,
Thou wilt the kingdom give,
And all Thy fellow-sufferers here
Into Thy joy receive.

3251.

[That steadfast faith Divine]

The Lord shall deliver me from every evil, &c. —iv. 18.

That steadfast faith Divine,
Jesus, on me bestow,
To' assure this trembling heart of mine
Thou wilt not let me go;
In every time of need
Thou wilt my soul defend,
And save from every evil deed,
Till all my conflicts end.

113

With me, most gracious Lord,
In my temptation stay,
And by Thy comfortable word
Preserve unto that day,
When Thou, our King, shalt come
With all Thine angels down,
And take Thy suffering servants home,
And with Thy glory crown.

TITUS.

3252.

[Fill'd with the blessedness of hope]

Looking for that blessed hope. —ii. 13.

Fill'd with the blessedness of hope,
And love which casts out fear,
Divinely taught our souls look up,
To see their Lord appear:
Jesus, the one great God supreme,
Our Saviour shall come down,
And find us gazing after Him,
And with His glory crown.

3253.

['Tis this must banish my complaints]

Who gave Himself for us, that He might, &c. —ii. 14.

'Tis this must banish my complaints,
Must make an end of sin in me,
I grant it the faint-hearted saints,
That only death can set me free:
But whose shall purge my inbred stain?
The death of God, and not of man.
Believing the pure fountain flow'd,
To make my life and nature clean,

114

I seek redemption in Thy blood
From outward and from inward sin,
Whoe'er expect it from their own,
Jesus, I trust Thy death alone.

3254.

[When that philanthropy Divine]

The kindness and philanthropy [Gr.] of God, &c. —iii. 4–7.

When that philanthropy Divine
Into a sinner's heart doth shine,
It shows the wondrous plan,
The wisdom in a mystery
Employ'd by the great One and Three,
To save His favourite, man.
Not for our works or righteousness,
Did God our souls from sin release,
Its guilt and power remove:
He saved us by His grace alone,
The cause, the only cause we own,
His free spontaneous love.
Love, causeless love, our God inclined
To send the Saviour of mankind,
In mortal flesh reveal'd,
Our pardon with His blood to buy,
And then our conscience certify
Of our salvation seal'd.
Absolved from all which we have done,
Accepted in His dearest Son,
For Jesu's sake forgiven;
Not for our own deserts, but His,
We gain'd the reconciling kiss,
The pledge, and taste of heaven.
Our Father, moved by Jesu's prayer,
Hath sent the' indwelling Comforter,
The Spirit of holiness,

115

To cleanse in the baptismal flood,
Renew our spirits after God,
And perfect us in grace.
Thy Spirit which wholly sanctifies,
Shall ascertain the heavenly prize,
Before we hence remove,
Seal us the heirs of glorious bliss,
And plunge in the Divine abyss
Of pure eternal Love.

PHILEMON.

3255.

[The grace and peace of God]

Grace to you, and peace, from God our Father, &c. —3.

The grace and peace of God
The Father and the Son,
All blessings are on us bestow'd
By Two for ever One!
From God and Christ our Lord
The Spirit we receive,
And by His perfect grace restored,
In perfect peace shall live.

3256.

[Who can a pastor's heart express]

Receive him, that is, mine own bowels. —12.

Who can a pastor's heart express,
The' unutterable tenderness,
Beyond what fondest mothers prove,
The yearning pangs of softest love?
He only comprehends, who knows
Whence every grace and blessing flows,
Who feels, but never can explain,
The bowels of the Son of man.

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3257.

[What depths of wisdom and of grace]

He therefore departed for a season, &c. —15.

What depths of wisdom and of grace
Do we in Jesus find,
Reflecting on His wondrous ways,
And dealings with mankind!
He marks our unavailing pain,
While far from Him we rove,
And carries on the secret plan
Of His mysterious love.
Left to myself, in paths of vice
I scarce began to run,
When Jesus did His stray surprise,
And claim'd me for His own:
To save my soul, He came unsought,
True liberty to give,
And in the arms of mercy caught
His thoughtless fugitive.
Saviour, with thankful awe I see
Thy mercy's strange design,
Which let me swerve awhile from Thee,
To make me always Thine:
A servant and a son restored
Thou kindly dost receive;
And happy with my heavenly Lord
I shall for ever live.

HEBREWS.

3258.

[Brightness of the' Eternal Glory]

Who being the brightness of His glory, &c. —i. 3.

Brightness of the' Eternal Glory,
Image of our God express'd,

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Jesus, let Thy works adore Thee,
God supreme for ever bless'd!
Still upheld by their Creator,
Heaven and earth Thy power confess;
Lord of universal nature,
Take the universal praise.
From His heavenly throne descending
Son of God, and Son of man,
See Him on a cross depending,
By His sinful creatures slain!
O the depth of Love redeeming!
God His Spirit doth resign!
See the blood in pardons streaming,
Precious balm of blood Divine!
Flow'd from Him an open fountain
For the universal sin,
Wash'd away the' enormous mountain,
Made a world of sinners clean;
By His one complete oblation,
Jesus did the ransom find,
Quench'd His Father's indignation,
Purged the guilt of all mankind.
After His few days of mourning,
Rose our Lord no more to die,
To His heavenly realms returning,
To His seat above the sky,
Where He sat supreme, before
One of all His works was made,
In full majesty and power,
Rested our triumphant Head.

118

Object of their adoration,
Saviour, Thee Thine angel-train
Met with rapturous exclamation,
Welcomed to Thy courts again!
Still they shout, and fall before Thee,
Thee their great Creator own,
Re-install'd in all Thy glory,
Bright on Thine eternal throne!

3259.

[Which of the petty kings of earth]

Are they not all ministering spirits, &c. —i. 14.

Which of the petty kings of earth
Can boast a guard like ours,
Encircled from the second birth
With all the heavenly powers?
Myriads of bright cherubic bands
Sent by the King of kings,
Rejoice to bear us in their hands,
And shade us with their wings.
With them we march securely on
Throughout Immanuel's ground,
And not an uncommission'd stone
Our sacred feet shall wound.
No enemy shall our souls ensnare,
No casual evil grieve;
Nor can we lose a single hair,
Without a Father's leave.
Angels, where'er we go, attend
Our steps, whate'er betide,
With watchful care their charge attend,
And evil turn aside:
A sudden thought to' escape the blow,
A ready help we find:
And to their secret presence owe
The presence of our mind.

119

Their instrumental aid unknown,
They day and night supply;
And free from fear, we lay us down,
Though Satan's host be nigh.
Our lives the holy angels keep
From every hostile power;
And unconcern'd we sweetly sleep,
As Adam in his bower.
Jehovah's charioteers surround
The ministerial choir;
Encamp where'er His heirs are found,
And form our wall of fire.
Ten thousand offices unseen
For us they gladly do,
Deliver in the lions' den,
And safe escort us through.
But thronging round, with busiest love,
They guard the dying breast;
The lurking fiend far off remove,
And sing our souls to rest:
And when our spirits we resign,
On outstretch'd wings they bear,
And lodge us in the arms Divine,
And leave for ever there.

3260.

[His Son whom all heaven's host obey'd]

We see Jesus...crowned with glory, &c. —ii. 9.

His Son whom all heaven's host obey'd,
The Father did on us bestow!
Inferior to the angels made,
Made capable of human woe,
He tasted once the mortal pain,
The Lamb for sinners crucified,

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For all and every child of man,
That was, or shall be born, He died.
But Him we now exalted see,
The Son of man to life restored,
And crown'd with glorious majesty,
His passion's infinite reward:
In heaven He doth for ever reign,
That we the way to heaven may find,
And suffering with our Head obtain
The joy He bought for all mankind.

3261.

[Could sufferings heighten or complete]

It became Him...in bringing many sons, &c. —ii. 10.

Could sufferings heighten or complete
His full essential holiness?
No; but they made our Captain meet
To save a lost, apostate race:
His sufferings laid the ransom down,
And bought mine everlasting crown.
His death completes the sacrifice,
And shows the consecrated way,
That we might on His cross arise,
By suffering, as by works, obey,
And while we all His pangs endure,
Expect His blood to make us pure.
Thy passion, Lord, and not our own,
Doth peace and purity impart;
Thy blood which did for sin atone,
Writes pardon on the sprinkled heart,
And by the Spirit of faith applied,
It perfects all the crucified.
Who daily bleed and die with Thee,
Thou dost with perfect patience bless,

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Redeem'd from all iniquity,
Restored to all the life of grace,
And by this narrow way alone,
Thou lead'st us to Thy glorious throne.

3262.

[Can suffering purge my inbred sin?]

Can suffering purge my inbred sin?
No more than it can heaven procure:
But He, who brought this fire within,
By patience makes my nature pure,
But He, who with the suffering comes,
My dross in His own way consumes.
His love into the furnace cast,
His love attends and keeps me here,
That coming forth as gold at last,
Stamp'd with His name and character,
And perfected through sufferings I
May spotless to His bosom fly.

3263.

[Lord, while I in Thy name believe]

Take heed...lest there be in...you an evil heart, &c. —iii. 12.

Lord, while I in Thy name believe,
My power I over sin maintain;
But when to Thee no more I cleave,
I sink into myself again:
My heart, though sprinkled once with blood,
Becomes an evil, faithless heart;
And losing my sure trust in God,
I from the living God depart.
Soon, if I cease to watch and pray,
The unbelieving heart returns,
Rebels against Thy gracious sway,
With pride, desire, or anger burns.

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My heart a cage of birds unclean,
Its old corrupt affections feels,
Its strong propensity to sin;
And God in me no longer dwells.
O let me then Thy warnings heed
Throughout my pilgrimage below;
With jealous self-mistrust proceed,
And humbly in Thy footsteps go.
And if I always watch and pray,
Who dost my evil heart remove,
Thou, Lord, wilt keep it far away,
Till quite destroy'd by perfect love.

3264.

[Help me, Saviour, to hold fast]

We are made partakers of Christ, &c. —iii. 14.

Help me, Saviour, to hold fast
My confidence in Thee:
Art Thou not the First and Last,
Who loved, and died for me?
Thou on whom I dare depend,
Wilt fill me with the life Divine,
Love me still, when time shall end,
Through endless ages mine.

3265.

[To-day, while it is call'd to-day]

To day if ye will hear His voice, harden, &c. —iii. 15.

To-day, while it is call'd to-day,
My willing heart I bow;
I harden it no more, but pray
And look for mercy now:
I look—till Thou my peace create,
My promised pardon seal,
And every solemn moment wait,
Thy sprinkled blood to feel.

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Jesus, Thy sanctifying will
No longer I withstand,
But lie as clay, resign'd and still
And passive in Thy hand.
To-day before to-morrow come,
I yield to be renew'd,
My Saviour's mean, but constant home,
A temple fill'd with God.
Now, Saviour, now Thy servant bless,
Who always ready art,
And fully from this hour possess
My unopposing heart.
But if Thou dost not now come in,
I am not fit for Thee,—
Yet trust Thou wilt cast out my sin,
And fix Thy throne in me.

3266.

[We preach a rest from sin and fear]

The word preached did not profit them, &c. —iv. 2.

We preach a rest from sin and fear,
(A rest to careless minds unknown,)
Experience of salvation here,
By Christ bestow'd through faith alone:
Peace, which the world can never give,
And life, the same that angels live.
But the blind world their pardoning Lord
Refuse by simple faith to gain;
Hardening their hearts against the word,
They hear the saving truth in vain;
They perish, with redemption nigh,
And ransom'd, in their sins they die.

3267.

[Whether the word be preach'd or read]

Whether the word be preach'd or read,
No saving benefit I gain

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From empty sounds, or letters dead,
Unprofitable all and vain,
Unless by faith Thy word I hear,
And see its heavenly character.
Unmix'd with faith, the Scripture gives
No comfort, life, or light to me:
But darker still the dark it leaves,
Implunged in deeper misery
O'erwhelm'd with nature's sorest ills;
The spirit saves, the letter kills.
Most wretched comforters are they
Who bid “On the bare word rely!”
Physicians of no price, they say
I must the promises apply;
And destitute of inward sense,
Draw all my consolations hence.
Their counsels aggravate my grief,
(But never move the heart of stone,)
Insult my helpless unbelief
Who cannot find a God unknown,
While without eyes they bid me look,
And read the seal'd, unfolded book.
If God enlighten through His word,
I shall my kind Enlightener bless,
But void, and naked of my Lord,
What are all verbal promises?
Nothing to me, till faith Divine
Inspire, inspeak, and make them mine.
Jesus, the' appropriating grace
'Tis Thine on sinners to bestow;
Open mine eyes to see Thy face,
Open my heart Thyself to know:

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And then I through Thy word obtain
Sure, present, and eternal gain.

3268.

[Weary of life, with guilt opprest]

Let us labour...to enter into that rest. —iv. 11.

Weary of life, with guilt opprest,
Labouring, I come to Christ for rest:
Author of faith, my Lord appear,
And bid me cease from sin and fear;
My restless diligence increase,
Till bid by Thee, I go in peace,
Thine utmost saving grace to know,
And all the heaven of love below.

3269.

[Rest to my soul I gasp to find]

Rest to my soul I gasp to find
In Jesu's meek and lowly mind,
In holy joy, and spotless love,
That foretaste of the rest above!
But ah, my flesh doth oft complain,
Tired with the long laborious pain;
And fainting in the vehement strife
I quit my hold of endless life.
Jesus, Thy feeblest servant fill
With power to labour up the hill,
With zeal toward the high prize to press,
With violent faith the crown to seize.
By Thee stirr'd up, I'll strive again,
I'll after full perfection strain;
Instant in prayer's strong agony,
Till pure in heart, Thy face I see.
Then, then my soul with rapid speed,
Shall labour up to grasp its Head;
All vigour, all activity,
I live, not I but Christ in me.

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Passive, yet swift as light I fly,
Fill'd with the Power that fills the sky,
And draws me to that glorious throne,
To live with God, for ever one.

3270.

[Trusting in our Lord alone]

Seeing...we have a great high priest, that, &c. —iv. 14.

Trusting in our Lord alone,
A great High-priest we have!
Jesus, God's eternal Son,
Omnipotent to save,
With the virtue of His blood,
Ascending to the holiest place,
Pass'd the heavenly courts, and stood
Before His Father's face.
There He ever lives to plead
His suffering people's cause,
Let us then pursue our Head,
And bear His daily cross,
Hold our pure profession fast,
And faithful unto death remain:
Then the end of faith at last,
The crown of life we gain.

3271.

[We have not an High-priest above]

We have not an high priest which cannot, &c. —iv. 15.

We have not an High-priest above
Unmoved at what we suffer here:
In tenderest sympathy of love
He shares our pain, and grief, and fear,
Wounded with every wounded soul,
He bleeds the balm that makes us whole.
Hearing our feeble flesh complain,
He calls His days of flesh to mind,

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The meek, afflicted Son of man,
To all His patient brethren join'd,
Adopts, and makes our woes His own,
With tear for tear, and groan for groan.
Tempted like us our Saviour was,
Divinely to the desert led,
Like us He languish'd on the cross,
Deserted at His greatest need,
Left to sustain our utmost load,
Abandon'd by His angry God.
Our sorrows, pure from sin, He bore,
Our tempted souls from sin to save:
And passing where He pass'd before,
Sad fellowship with Him I have,
And gasping on His cross depend,
Till pain and life together end.
No sooner was I call'd a son,
Than, lured into the wilderness,
I roved disconsolate, alone,
In want, temptation, and distress,
And long with the wild-beasts remain'd,
And all the' assaults of hell sustain'd.
The desert to the garden brought,
And fainting in mine evil day,
My heavenly Father I besought
To take the dreadful cup away,
In horrors, tears, and anguish found
With Jesus bleeding on the ground.
Jesus, with Thee Thy cross I share,
Till Thou repeat the word, 'Tis done,

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The wrath of hell and heaven I bear,
The' unutterable grief unknown;
Ready to bow my head I cry,
And left of God in darkness die.
Yet now I feel a gleam of hope
(A pledge of glory) in my heart,
That when I yield my spirit up,
My spirit shall like Thine depart,
Into my Father's hands restored,
To reign triumphant with my Lord.

3272.

[Through Jesus our Divine High-priest]

Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne, &c. —iv. 16.

Through Jesus our Divine High-priest,
Who pleads the sinner's cause in heaven,
Father, presenting our request,
We humbly sue to be forgiven;
Mercy we ask in Jesu's name,
Who died for all our sins to' atone,
Who rose our purchased peace to claim,
And now appears before Thy throne.
There, at Thy throne of grace we meet,
United to the' incarnate God,
Boldly approach the mercy-seat,
Which Jesus sprinkled with His blood:
He paid the price on Calvary
For every sinful child of man,
And trusting in His death for me,
My pardon seal'd I now obtain.

3273.

[Father, I still His passion plead]

Father, I still His passion plead,
Which bought Thy love for all mankind,
And pardon'd, in this time of need,
I come, confirming grace to find;

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Importunate in faithful prayer,
Thy promised succours I implore,
Power to withstand, and strength to bear,
Till sin destroy'd can tempt no more.
The grace I every moment want,
The fresh supplies of faith and love,
God of exhaustless mercy, grant,
In answer to my Friend above:
Increase my faith, confirm my hope,
Complete my love and purity,
And lo, I yield my spirit up,
And find the place prepared for me.

3274.

[Empower'd through Moses' hallowing hands]

No man taketh this honour unto himself, &c. —v. 4.

Empower'd through Moses' hallowing hands,
Aaron before the altar stands,
The consecrated priest of God!
Jesus His officers ordains:
And thus the Christian priest obtains
The gift by elders' hands bestow'd.
Ye that uncall'd the power assume,
Expect the rebels' fearful doom;
The pit its mouth hath open'd wide
For Jesu's sacrilegious foes!
Repent before its mouth it close
On all the harden'd sons of pride.

3275.

[Thou Man of griefs, remember me]

Who in the days of His flesh, when He had, &c. —v. 7, 8.

Thou Man of griefs, remember me,
Who never canst Thyself forget,
Thy last mysterious agony,
Thy fainting pangs, and bloody sweat,

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When wrestling in the strength of prayer
Thy spirit sunk beneath its load,
Thy feeble flesh abhorr'd to bear
The wrath of an almighty God.
A taste of Thy tormenting fears
If now Thou dost to me impart,
Give the full virtue of Thy tears,
The cries which pierced Thy Father's heart;
Unite my sorrows to Thine own,
And let me to my God complain,
Who melted by Thy Spirit's groan,
Can save me from that endless pain.
Father, if I may call Thee so,
Regard my fearful heart's desire,
Remove this load of guilty woe,
Nor let me in my sins expire:
I tremble, lest the wrath Divine
Which bruises now my wretched soul,
Should bruise this wretched soul of mine
Long as eternal ages roll.
To Thee my last distress I bring:
The heighten'd fear of death I find;
The tyrant brandishing his sting
Appears, and hell is close behind!
I deprecate that death alone,
That endless banishment from Thee:
O save, and give me to Thy Son,
Who trembled, wept, and bled for me.
In Jesu's name and Spirit I
As dying call, My God, my God,

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Attend our strong united cry,
And see me roll'd in Jesu's blood!
I arm me with His mortal pain,
Behind His wounds my soul I hide;
If Thou canst slay Thy Son again,
Transfix me now—through Jesu's side!
 

No! Sin does. J. W.

3276.

[How backward is our flesh and blood]

Though He were a Son, yet learned He, &c. —v. 8.

How backward is our flesh and blood
To learn the lessons of the cross!
Eager to work the works of God,
We shrink at suffering for His cause;
Before we in His death abide,
We fondly hope His life to prove,
And nature yet uncrucified
Would snatch the crown of perfect love.
But Christ, the co-eternal Son,
His Father's harshest will obey'd,
Drank the full cup of grief unknown,
Through pain a perfect Saviour made:
He did the work He came to do,
To us the bright example set:
Yet if He had not suffer'd too,
The' obedience had not been complete.
O might we thus our Head obey,
In active, passive, righteousness
Meekly pursue our heavenly Way,
And all His patient mind express!
Partakers of His shame and pain,
Obedient unto death endure,
And thus His spotless image gain,
And thus declare “our heaven is sure!”
 

No! J. W.


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3277.

[What doth my gracious Saviour say?]

He became the Author of eternal salvation, &c. —v. 9.

What doth my gracious Saviour say?
“Repent, believe, endure, obey,
Humbly in all My footsteps move;
Be meek, be perfected in love:”
And if I thus fulfil His word,
Caught up to meet my heavenly Lord,
I soon shall see Him as He is,
Author of mine eternal bliss.

3278.

[Would my Saviour have me do]

Let us go on unto perfection. —vi. 1.

Would my Saviour have me do
What He commands, in vain,
Eagerly a shade pursue,
Which I can ne'er attain?
Nay, but I believe Thee, Lord,
Trust to prove Thine utmost will;
As I hang upon Thy word,
Thy word in me fulfil.

3279.

[“Go on? but how? from step to step?]

“Go on? but how? from step to step?
No: let us to perfection leap!”
'Tis thus our hasty nature cries,
Leaps o'er the cross, to snatch the prize,
Like Jonah's gourd, displays its bower,
And blooms, and withers, in an hour.

3280.

[Which of the old apostles taught]

Which of the old apostles taught
Perfection in an instant caught,
Show'd our compendious manner how,
“Believe, and ye are perfect now;
This moment wake, and seize the prize;
Reeds, into sudden pillars rise;”

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Believe delusion's ranting sons,
And all the work is done at once!

3281.

[Who see the light of Jesu's face]

It is impossible for those who were once, &c. —vi. 4–6.

Who see the light of Jesu's face,
Enjoy the sense of sin forgiven,
Partake that Witness of His grace
The Holy Ghost sent down from heaven,
Who feed on your redeeming Lord,
Anticipate the bliss to come,
And taste the sweetness of His word;
Rejoice; but never dare presume!
Your humble confidence hold fast,
For daily grace on Jesus call,
But never boast your conflicts past,
But never dream, Ye cannot fall:
Ye may receive the faith in vain,
And forfeiting your peace and power,
May crucify your God again,
And fall from grace, to rise no more.
Ye will, unless ye watch and pray,
Wander out of the narrow road,
Rush blindfold down the spacious way,
And trample on your Saviour's blood;
Beyond the reach of pardoning grace,
Ye will your own damnation seal,
Intrude into the' apostates' place,
And fall at last from heaven to hell.

3282.

[Nature would the crown receive]

Be...followers of them who through faith, &c. —vi. 12.

Nature would the crown receive
The first moment we believe,
But we vainly think to seize
Instantaneous holiness:

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Faith alone cannot suffice,
Patience too must earn the prize,
Both ensure the promise given,
Lead through perfect love to heaven.

3283.

[Abraham did for the promise stay]

And so, after he had patiently endured, &c. —vi. 15.

Abraham did for the promise stay,
He had not learn'd the shorter way,
But walking on before his God
In all the paths of duty trod,
Careful by works his faith to prove,
And waiting thus for perfect love.
After he had been tempted, tried,
By faith, by actions justified,
After a thousand conflicts past,
And Isaac sacrificed at last,
The image of his Lord he found,
And rose with late perfection crown'd.
Who in our father's footsteps tread,
He bids us gradually proceed,
Nor fondly for the promise hope,
Before we yield our Isaacs up;
He teaches his believing sons,
“The work is never done at once!”
Instructed after him we go,
And perfect holiness below,
And having patiently endured,
The blessing by our Lord procured
We humbly trust at last to' attain,
And purest love with Christ to gain.

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3284.

[Let the winds blow, and billows roll]

Which hope we have as an anchor, &c. —vi. 19.

Let the winds blow, and billows roll,
Hope is the anchor of the soul:
But can I by so slight a tie,
An unseen hope, on God rely?
Steadfast and sure it cannot fail,
It enters deep within the veil,
It fastens on a land unknown,
And moors me to my Father's throne!

3285.

[Who labour'd by the law to live]

The law made nothing perfect, but the, &c. —vii. 19.

Who labour'd by the law to live
Did to its yoke in vain submit,
What it required it could not give,
Or make its votaries complete:
Their holiness was mix'd with sin,
Their happiness with doubt and fear,
The most advanced came short within,
Nor reach'd the perfect character.
But now, the gospel-plan supplies
Sufficiency of richer grace,
It points us to the glorious prize,
The pure consummate righteousness;
To all who trust in Jesu's name
It ministers the Spirit's power,
To make us free from sin and blame,
And all the life of God restore.
We find the better hope brought in,
And boldly to our God draw near,
For grace to serve Him without sin,
To love Him without slavish fear:
And while we to the summit press,
He will the root of sin remove,

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Preserve our minds in perfect peace,
And fill our hearts with perfect love.
Through Him who did for sinners die,
We stand before our Father's throne,
Approach so intimately nigh,
That God and we in Christ are one;
One spirit with our spotless Lord,
The heavenly image we obtain,
In Him the life of God restored,
In Him the true perfection gain!

3286.

[Coming through our great High-priest]

He is able...to save them to the uttermost, &c. —vii. 25.

Coming through our great High-priest
We find a pardoning God:
Jesu's Spirit in our breast
Bears witness with the blood,
Speaks our Father pacified
Toward every soul that Christ receives;
Tells us, once our Surety died,
And now for ever lives.
Christ for ever lives to pray
For all that trust in Him:
I my soul on Jesus stay,
Almighty to redeem:
He shall purify my heart,
Who in His blood forgiveness have,
All His hallowing power exert,
And to the utmost save.
Basis of our steadfast hope,
Saviour, Thy ceaseless prayer
Sanctifies, and lifts us up
To meet Thee in the air:

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Yes, Thine interceding grace
Preserves us every moment Thine,
Till we rise to see the face,
And share the throne Divine.

3287.

[All that desperate sinners want]

Such an High Priest became us, who is holy, &c. —vii. 26.

All that desperate sinners want
In our High-priest we have,
Only such a sinless Saint
Our guilty world could save:
Christ, in the redeeming plan,
To us how strangely suitable!
Our reverse, as far from man
Removed as heaven from hell!
Impious, mischievous, unclean,
With sinners mix'd we live,
Fashion'd and brought up in sin,
Till Jesus we receive:
Jesus such as us became,
Our souls He only could secure
Holy, just, and free from blame,
In life, and nature pure.
Separate now from sinful men
Our Advocate above
Doth His brethren's cause maintain
Before the throne of love,
Pleads for us on earth who dwell
His one sufficient sacrifice,
Us to save from sin and hell,
He reigns above the skies.
Holy, innocent, and pure
Thou wilt Thy brethren make,

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From an evil world secure,
And to Thy bosom take,
Us before Thy Father's face
Acknowledge for Thy flesh and bone,
Higher than the angels place,
And nearest to Thy throne.

3288.

[Engraven on my heart and mind]

I will make a new covenant, &c. —viii. 8.

Engraven on my heart and mind,
O that I could Thy precepts find,
Begotten from above,
The nature contrary to sin,
The' essential righteousness brought in,
The perfect law of love.
The law of glorious liberty,
When wilt Thou, Lord, impart to me?
My soul divinely pure,
Again in holiness create,
Restore me to my first estate,
And make the covenant sure?
Thy covenant of redeeming grace
Stablish with all the faithful race,
Eternally forgiven.
Redeem'd from inward pravity,
In every point conform'd to Thee,
And take us up to heaven.

3289.

[Not by the blood of bullocks]

Neither by the blood of goats and calves, &c. —ix. 12.

Not by the blood of bullocks,
Who purchased our salvation,
But by His own
Before the throne
He makes His supplication:

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The Friend of pardon'd sinners,
Of each sincere believer,
In Christ we rest
Our great High-priest,
Our Advocate for ever.
He enter'd once the holiest,
And therefore I shall enter,
Who Jesus own,
On Him alone
For full salvation venture:
The earnest and the witness,
And seal of sins forgiven
He bought for me,
With purity,
And all the joys of heaven.

3290.

[The blood of goats and bullocks slain]

If the blood of bulls and of goats..., &c. —ix. 13, 14.

The blood of goats and bullocks slain
Had power to purge the legal stain,
And outward holiness restore,
Sprinkled from his impurity,
The sinner stood absolved and free,
And separate from the clean no more.
And shall not that atoning blood
Of Christ, the everlasting God,
A purer holiness impart,
Make the polluted conscience clean,
And purge our inmost soul from sin,
And sanctify our sprinkled heart?
Himself a spotless sacrifice
To His great Father in the skies
He offer'd up for all mankind,

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Through the Eternal Spirit's power,
That cleansed from sin we never more
May soil with guilt our spotless mind:
That we may serve the living God
(When Satan's works are all destroy'd)
The merits of our Lord demand;
And we His merits shall receive,
The life of pure obedience live,
And bright in all His image stand.

3291.

[Enter'd the holy place above]

Christ is...entered into...heaven itself, now, &c. —ix. 24.

Enter'd the holy place above,
Cover'd with meritorious scars,
The tokens of His dying love
Our great High-priest in glory bears,
He pleads His passion on the tree,
He shows Himself to God for me.
Before the throne my Saviour stands,
My Friend and Advocate appears;
My name is graven on His hands,
And Him the Father always hears;
While low at Jesu's cross I bow,
He hears the blood of sprinkling now!
This instant now I may receive
The answer of His powerful prayer:
This instant now by Him I live,
His prevalence with God declare:
And soon my spirit in His hands
Shall stand, where my Forerunner stands!

3292.

[The sentence pass'd on Adam's race]

It is appointed unto men once to die. —ix. 27.

The sentence pass'd on Adam's race
I meekly in myself receive,

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And thank Thee for the warning grace,
That here I have not long to live:
I hasten to my real home,
For no reprieve, or respite cry;
But when the fatal hour is come,
My only business be—to die.

3293.

[Jesus, Thy bleeding love]

Christ was once offered to bear the sins of, &c. —ix. 28.

Jesus, Thy bleeding love
Our thankful hearts approve:
Once a spotless Victim slain,
Thou did'st here Thy life resign,
Bear for every child of man,
Pacify the wrath Divine.
Our sins Thy body bore,
And justice asks no more;
Thy sufficient sacrifice
Did for all mankind atone:
Now Thou reign'st above the skies,
High on Thine eternal throne.
But while for Thee we mourn,
Thou wilt to us return,
Wilt the second time appear
Saviour of the faithful race;
I shall then behold Thee near,
I shall see Thy heavenly face.
God's everlasting Son
Shall on the clouds come down!
How unlike the Man of woe,
Him that groan'd on Calvary!
Him that tasted death below,
Him that purchased life for me!

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Come then our heavenly Friend,
Sorrow and death to end,
Pure, millennial joy to give,
Now appear on earth again,
Now Thy people saved receive,
Now begin Thy glorious reign!

3294.

[The legal priests as servants stood]

Every priest standeth daily ministering, &c. —x. 11–13.

The legal priests as servants stood,
And brought their offerings day by day,
Faint shadows of that sacred blood
Which takes the general sin away,
That one sufficient sacrifice,
By Christ presented to the skies.
He offer'd up Himself entire,
And never need the death repeat
Justice can nothing more require;
The sacrifice is all complete:
And seated by His Father's side
He rests, for ever glorified.
The Son, at God's right hand He sits,
Expecting, in Divine repose,
Till earth to His command submits,
While trampling on His vanquish'd foes,
He mounts His great millennial throne,
And reigns o'er all His worlds alone!

3295.

[His mournful days of flesh are o'er]

For by one offering He hath perfected for ever, &c. —x. 14.

His mournful days of flesh are o'er,
Accomplish'd is His sacrifice,
Who suffer'd once, He dies no more,
Nor adds to that stupendous price
Which purchased for the faithful race
Pardon, and perfect holiness.

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The souls whom separated for His
Out of an evil world He takes,
He renders meet for endless bliss,
Partakers of His nature makes,
And crowns with all the joys above
Their patient faith, and humble love.

3296.

[Who trust in our Redeemer's blood]

Having...boldness to enter into the holiest, &c. —x. 19.

Who trust in our Redeemer's blood,
With boldness we approach to God,
Boldness that dares not move,
Yet holds the God from whom it came,
And sinks us into holy shame,
The depth of humble love.

3297.

[Happy we, who humbly prove]

Happy we, who humbly prove
The true liberty of love,
Through the all-atoning blood
We have free access to God,
Enter the most holy place,
Stand before our Father's face.
Boldly we approach the throne
By a living way unknown,
Way of faith which Jesus made,
Through the veil of flesh display'd;
Through His rent humanity
God our Friend in heaven we see.
There we see our great High-Priest,
Enter'd His triumphant rest,
There He pleads His death below,
There He lives His wounds to show,
Offers up our prayers with His,
Claims for us eternal bliss.

144

Draw we then through Jesus near,
Saved from sin, and doubt, and fear,
In full confidence Divine,
Each assured, that Christ is mine,
Mine, O God, through Christ Thou art,
Mine I have Thee in my heart.
Upright now my heart and true
Lo, I offer to Thy view,
Lighten'd of its guilty load,
Sprinkled with my Saviour's blood,
Conscious of Thy pardoning grace,
Cleansed from all unrighteousness.
He that made my conscience clean
Still preserves from acting sin,
Pours His Spirit of purity,
Every moment waters me;
He shall wholly sanctify,
Take me sinless to the sky.

3298.

[Conscious of all that I have done]

Having our hearts sprinkled from an evil conscience. —x. 22.

Conscious of all that I have done,
Of evils to the world unknown,
My punishment I feel.
Driven out from my Creator's face,
A vagrant Cain, in every place
I carry my own hell.
Remembrance shakes her whip severe,
Her scorpion whip of guilty fear,
Of sad remorse and shame.
But from myself I cannot fly,
Or find one drop of comfort nigh
To cool this scorching flame.

145

Jesus, my only Hope Thou art,
Sprinkle Thy blood upon my heart,
And make its troubles cease:
Thy blood the wounded conscience heals,
Thy blood the sinner's pardon seals,
And bids me die in peace.
Faith in Thy blood if Thou bestow,
The sting of guilt no more I know,
The self-tormenting mind,
I plunge me in the' oblivious flood,
I wash away my sinful load,
And leave myself behind.
Help then my desperate unbelief,
Appear to end my sin, and grief,
With all Thy wounds confess'd.
Thy love on Calvary display,
And bear my ransom'd soul away,
To that eternal rest.

3299.

[Conscience of ill, how sharp the pain!]

Conscience of ill, how sharp the pain!
How deeply must a soul complain,
With harrowing guilt oppress'd!
That pain and deep complaint is mine,
A stranger to the blood Divine,
And faith's internal rest.
But say, Thou all-atoning Lamb,
Exposed to grief, and pain, and shame,
Extended on the tree,
Jesus, so lavish of Thy blood,
Why didst Thou pour that precious flood,
If not to sprinkle me?

146

Thy blood was shed for me in vain,
Unless, to purge my sinful stain
Its virtue to exert,
Unless by living faith applied,
It speak me freely justified,
And purify my heart.
Come then, and by Thy death release
My troubled heart, which seeks for ease,
For liberty, and love:
Touch me, and white as Salmon's snow,
And hallow'd by Thy blood, I go
To see Thy face above.

3300.

[Conscious of all that I have done]

Conscious of all that I have done,
Since first I would from God depart,
I cannot bear, I cannot shun,
The dire reproach of my own heart,
The stings of grief, remorse, and fear,
Presaging death and judgment near.
Memory severe, and secret shame,
With scorpion whips my spirit tear;
Caught in the toils of hell I am,
The pit of bottomless despair:
The gnawings of that worm I feel,
Which only Jesus' blood can kill.
O that I could in Him believe
And find the fountain in His side!
O that I could His blood perceive,
To this foul, faithless heart applied!
Saviour, from all my sins release,
And bid me now depart in peace.

147

Sprinkle, and make my conscience pure,
For this alone on earth I stay,
And humbly of Thy favour sure
Would hasten to shake off my clay,
With joy my hallow'd soul resign,
And plunge in depths of love Divine!

3301.

[Urged, surrounded with temptations]

Ye have need of patience. —x. 36.

Urged, surrounded with temptations,
Toiling on a stormy sea,
Saviour, we have need of patience,
Saviour, we have need of Thee:
Underneath Thy cross support us,
Sent with Israel's chariot down
Till the flaming guards escort us
To Thine everlasting throne.

3302.

[The promise here of perfect love]

That, after...ye might receive the promise, &c. —x. 36.

The promise here of perfect love,
Of glorious endless life above
May we not with more ease obtain,
And 'scape the toil, the strife, the pain?
Yes, if we to our flesh give ear,
Or the smooth daubing prophets hear,
We need not patiently endure,
Or work, before our hearts are pure.
Us, who would do the Saviour's will,
They teach, “be simple, and be still,
Nor mind the legal guides, that say
Ye must endure, ye must obey:
We bid you start, and win the race,
(For patience is a needless grace,)

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Repose, before the work is done,
Before the fight, obtain the crown.”
But taught of God, we come to do
His will, we come to suffer too,
By patient faith continue still
In doing good, and bearing ill:
And after we have served our Lord,
We trust Him for the sure reward,
Expect His image to regain,
And then in bliss immortal reign.
 

Perfection; eternal life. Mr. J. W.'s Notes.

3303.

[Trusting in His faithful word]

Yet a little while, and He that shall come, &c. —x. 37.

Trusting in His faithful word,
I attend a moment's space,
Till the coming of my Lord
Brings me all His heaven of grace:
Yes, I steadfastly believe
Jesus will not long defer,
I the promise shall receive
First, and then the Promiser!

3304.

[But may the righteous man]

The just shall live by faith: but if he [Gr.], &c. —x. 38.

But may the righteous man
Who lives by faith Divine
Receive the saving grace in vain,
And from his God decline?
His God he can forsake,
With sin again comply,
Perdition's son he can draw back,
And unrepenting die.
How then shall I presume
Or rest in grace secure,

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Or boast, the moment faith is come,
Of mine election sure?
Thy kind tremendous word
O may I rather hear,
And work out my salvation, Lord,
With agonizing fear.
If mercy let me go,
Though freely justified,
Deceitful as a broken bow,
I soon shall start aside;
My own infirmity,
Saviour, with shame I feel,
I shall, one moment left by Thee,
I must, draw back—to hell.
But on Thy guardian care
Assist me to depend,
With constant watchfulness and prayer,
Till life's sharp conflict end:
And I shall persevere
With humble caution blest,
And from the sin I always fear
Escape into Thy breast.

3305.

[What say the happy dead?]

He being dead yet speaketh. —xi. 4.

What say the happy dead?
They bid me bear my load,
With silent steps proceed,
And follow them to God;
Till life's uneasy dream
In rapture shall depart,
They bid me give, like them,
To Christ my bleeding heart.

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3306.

[I want the witness, Lord]

Before his translation he had this testimony, &c. —xi. 5.

I want the witness, Lord,
That all I do is right,
According to Thy mind and word,
Well-pleasing in Thy sight:
I seek no higher state,
Indulge me but in this,
And soon, or later then translate
To Thine eternal bliss.

3307.

[With simple faith like his]

He went out, not knowing whither he went. —xi. 8.

With simple faith like his,
At Thy command I go,
In quest of future bliss,
Which here I cannot know,
To mine inheritance above
With swift obedience tend:
Whate'er my earthly journey prove,
I trust Thee for the end.

3308.

[Happy might I the grace receive]

These all died in faith. —xi. 13.

Happy might I the grace receive
The life of faith in Christ to live,
On Him in all events rely,
And leaning on His bosom die!
Then, then, while soul and body part,
Let faith its strongest life exert,
Surround me with celestial light,
And die itself in Jesu's sight.

3309.

[We first beheld the promise made]

They were persuaded of them, and embraced, &c. —xi. 13.

We first beheld the promise made,
Far off, yet to believers sure;

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Nor murmur at the bliss delay'd,
But hoping to the end endure;
And wait our pardon seal'd to prove
Our souls renew'd in perfect love.
By faith persuaded more and more,
That God His promise shall fulfil,
We see the peace and saving power
Nearer approach and nearer still,
Till full partakers of His grace,
We, and the word in Christ embrace.

3310.

[I too have done the same]

By faith he forsook Egypt. —xi. 27.

I too have done the same;
Yet not, O Lord, to me,
The praise be to Thy name
Which set the captive free:
Free from sin's Egyptian yoke,
To the' Invisible I look,
And see my great Redeemer stand,
My Leader to the heavenly land.

3311.

[The moment we begin our race]

Let us run with patience the race that is set, &c. —xii. 1.

The moment we begin our race,
We must the Saviour's cross embrace,
Must daily take it up, and run
With patience, till the race is won,
Our nature's flattering hope resign,
In pomp of ghostly gifts to shine,
Nor dream, when saved from slavish fear,
We need no longer suffer here.
While after Jesus we proceed,
Patience we every moment need,

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By a whole world of sinners tried,
Conform'd to Jesus crucified;
The patience of unwearied hope
Must bear our fainting spirits up,
Comfort, till all our deaths are pass'd,
And give the' immortal crown at last.
Were all the race already run,
And one short step remain'd alone,
To take that one short step behind,
We need be arm'd with Jesu's mind;
For if we rest as now secure,
And do not to the end endure,
If patience fail, we fall from grace,
And drop the cross, and lose the race.
But Thou on whom our souls depend,
Wilt keep us patient to the end,
And still with passive grace supply,
Daily with Thee to bleed and die;
Till strengthen'd by Thy Spirit's power,
We meet that last decisive hour,
And mingle with the' immortal dead,
From pain and death for ever freed.

3312.

[O that I could look to Thee]

Looking unto Jesus the author and finisher, &c. —xii. 2.

O that I could look to Thee,
Jesus, lifted up for me,
Me a wounded Israelite,
Me expiring in Thy sight!
Guilt the serpent's sting I feel,
Anguish inconceivable,
Bleeding, gasping on the ground,
Dying of the poisonous wound.

153

But with a believing eye
If I can my Lord espy,
Hanging on the sacred pole,
I, even I, shall be made whole.
Give me now to find Thee near,
Now as crucified appear;
Life is through Thy wounds alone,
Mine to heal, display Thine own.

3313.

[Lord, to Thee I feebly look]

Lord, to Thee I feebly look,
Thou my cause hast undertook,
Author of my faith Thou art,
Stamping pardon on my heart.
But that every moment I
May on Thy dear cross rely,
Still the mystery reveal
Of Thy love unspeakable.
What Thou gav'st me once to know,
O continue to bestow;
Give me, every moment give
By Thy precious death to live.
This my sole employment be,
Station'd here on Calvary,
Let me on Thy passion gaze,
See Thee dying in my place.
While I thus my Pattern view,
I shall bleed and suffer too,
With the Man of sorrow join'd
One become in heart and mind.
More and more like Jesus grow,
Till the Finisher I know,

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Gain the final victor's wreath,
Perfect love in perfect death.

3314.

[Can it mercenary be]

Who for the joy that was set before Him, &c. —xii. 2.

Can it mercenary be,
Saviour, to endure like Thee,
Thy example to pursue,
Thy reward to keep in view?
For Thy glory in the sky,
Daily, Lord, with Thee I die,
Fasten'd to Thy cross I am,
Feel the pain, and slight the shame.
Thou by that immortal hope
Bear'st Thy suffering servant up,
Thou at God's right hand sat down,
Reachest out to me the crown.
Let me then Thy cup receive,
With Thy every sorrow grieve,
Share Thy last severest load,
Languish for an absent God;
Dying to my Father look,
Till my final hour forsook,
On the ignominious tree
Hang, and bleed to death with Thee:
Sure, when I my soul resign,
Life, eternal life, is mine,
When into Thine arms I fall,
Heaven will make amends for all!

3315.

[Jesus, I look to Thee]

Jesus, I look to Thee,
A guilty, sin-sick soul,

155

I look Thy healing wounds to see,
I look, to be made whole;
I look for peace, and more,
I look for perfect grace,
And then to see the heavenly shore,
And then to see Thy face.

3316.

[I do consider Thee]

Consider Him. —xii. 3.

I do consider Thee
Who didst the cross sustain,
Grieved with our misery,
Afflicted with our pain!
Ashamed to faint I am
Beneath my lighter load,
Contemplating the Lamb,
The silent Lamb of God!

3317.

[Chastised by an indulgent God]

Despise not thou the chastening of the Lord, &c. —xii. 5.

Chastised by an indulgent God,
I would the kind chastisement feel,
But never faint beneath the rod,
Nor desperate, nor insensible:
From each extreme divinely kept,
The trouble coming from above
I would with thankful awe accept,
And bless with tears my Father's love.

3318.

[The children's mark I surely bear]

Whom the Lord loveth He chasteneth. —xii. 6.

The children's mark I surely bear,
And bless Thee, Father, for the grace,
Because Thou lov'st, Thou dost not spare,
But chide and scourge me all my days:
'Tis thus Thou dost Thine own receive,
And seal the children for Thine own,

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'Tis thus Thou call'st us up to live
Co-partners with Thy glorious Son.

3319.

[Vain man, who dost dispute the need]

What son is he whom the father chasteneth not? —xii. 7.

Vain man, who dost dispute the need
Of suffering by a Father's love,
And blindly the exemption plead
Peculiar to the saints above,
With lighten'd eyes thy calling see,
And take the cup prepared for thee.
Whoe'er their heavenly Father fear
His loving chastisements sustain,
Not one of all His children here
Is privileged from grief and pain,
Not one but feels in deep distress
This token of paternal grace.

3320.

[Who never hast affliction known]

If ye be without chastisement,...are ye...not sons. —xii. 8.

Who never hast affliction known,
Or smarted by a Father's rod,
Sinner, thou art not yet a son,
Thou art not truly born of God,
Howe'er thou may'st thy soul deceive,
Thou never didst in Christ believe.
The steadfast word of God and sure
This mark of our adoption gives:
And he who doth not pain endure
The sinful life of nature lives;
And if he still at ease remain,
Shall soon inherit endless pain.

3321.

[The children every one partake]

Chastisement whereof all are partakers. —xii. 8.

The children every one partake
The chastisement for all design'd,
Their God doth no exception make
Impartially, severely kind,

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No favourite uncorrected leaves,
But scourges all whom He receives.
To none of the believing race
This mark their Father's love denies:
But when he sees the light of grace
The babe in Christ that moment cries,
And of the heavenly Spirit born
Begins at once to breathe, and mourn.
In sorrow, as in grace, we grow,
With closer fellowship in pain,
Our Lord more intimately know,
Till coming to a perfect man
His sharpest agonies we share,
And all His marks of passion bear.
Partakers of His bitterest cup,
And burden'd with His heaviest load,
We fill His after-sufferings up,
Conform'd to an expiring God;
And only such our Father owns,
And seats on our appointed thrones.

3322.

[Father, that we are truly Thine]

Chastened us...He for our profit,! that we might, &c. —xii. 10.

Father, that we are truly Thine,
By Thine afflicting hand we know,
Enter into Thy kind design,
Partakers with the Man of woe,
And bear our lot of sacred pain,
Thy nature, and Thy throne to' obtain.
Though slow of heart, we comprehend
The gracious meaning of Thy rod;

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Who dost in every stroke intend
Our spiritual, eternal good:
We bless Thine acceptable will,
Which scourges and afflicts us still.
The good, which we could never find
Untroubled, unchastised by Thee,
We feel, in pain and grief resign'd,
The patient, meek humility,
The mind which in our Saviour was,
And all the bearers of His cross.
Then let us still His cross sustain,
A Father's chastisements receive,
And waiting thus the prize to gain,
We shall the life Divine retrieve,
And put Thy sinless image on,
Pure members of Thy perfect Son.

3323.

[Afflicted by a gracious God]

No chastening for the present seemeth to be, &c. —xii. 11.

Afflicted by a gracious God,
The stroke I patiently sustain,
Grievous to feeble flesh and blood;
Unable to rejoice in pain,
Beneath a Father's hand I bow,
And groan to feel the chastening now.
But when He hath my patience proved,
And sees me to His will resign'd,
His heavy hand and rod removed
Shall leave its bless'd effects behind,
The sure, inviolable peace,
The fruit of finish'd righteousness.
This pain, this consecrated pain,
With which my soul and flesh are fill'd,

159

His instrument if He ordain,
The pure and perfect love shall yield;
But by whatever means 'tis done,
The work, and praise is all His own.

3324.

[That finish'd holiness]

Follow...holiness. —xii. 14.

That finish'd holiness,
My calling's prize I see,
Consummate love, and perfect peace,
And spotless purity.
The nature and the mind,
And image of my Lord,
I follow on with Christ to find,
With paradise restored.
In all the works of faith
My object I pursue,
And strive in duty's narrow path,
To keep the prize in view.
In sure and patient hope
I grasp the crown above,
And strain to reach the mountain top
In all the toils of love.
I urge the race begun,
The cross of Jesus bear,
And fight, and strive, and wrestle on
In agony of prayer;
In Jesu's footsteps tread,
Hard following after God,
Partake the travail of my Head,
And sweat His sweat of blood.
A thousand times I faint,
Yet rise with spirit new,

160

With warmer zeal, and keener want,
My Saviour to pursue.
Saviour, my all Thou art,
Enter this struggling breast,
And bid me now in peace depart
To love's eternal rest.

3325.

[Throughout my fallen soul I feel]

Without which no man shall see the Lord. —xii. 14.

Throughout my fallen soul I feel,
Salvation is impossible!
A stranger to His grace,
Unchanged, unhallow'd, unrestored,
I cannot stand before the Lord,
Or see Jehovah's face.
That finish'd holiness alone,
That image of the God unknown
A sinner qualifies
For fellowship with Christ above,
And gives the perfected in love
To meet His glorious eyes.
O would my Lord to me impart
The spotless purity of heart,
For which so long I pine!
Jesus, my true Perfection be,
And swallow up my soul in Thee,
The depths of love Divine.
Then let me see my Saviour's face,
Then let me on those beauties gaze
Which angels fall before;
And feasting on the rapturous sight,
With all the dazzled sons of light
Eternally adore!

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3326.

[O that I could]

Ye are come...to the blood of sprinkling. —xii. 22–24.

O that I could
Approach the blood
Which quench'd His indignation,
Satisfied a righteous God,
And purchased my salvation.
Sprinkled on me
Now let it be,
The blood that cries in heaven,
Loud as when it stain'd the tree,
And spake a world forgiven.
Faith is the grace
Which gives access,
And through that open fountain,
Brings me to my Father's face
On the celestial mountain.
Faith lends an ear,
The blood to hear,
For sinners interceding;
Banishes my guilty fear,
And gives me back my Eden.
In pity give
Me to believe,
Jesus, my faith's Beginner;
For Thy own dear sake receive
A poor, despairing sinner.
O might the blood,
Which speaks to God
With ceaseless intercession,
Now remove my sinful load,
And blot out my transgression.

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Now, Lord, reveal
Thy love, the seal
Of all my sins forgiven,
Then receive me up to dwell,
And share Thy throne in heaven.

3327.

[Sinner, thy lost condition see!]

Whoremongers and adulterers God will judge. —xiii. 4.

Sinner, thy lost condition see!
Thy lot among the goats shall be—
Unless thou judge thyself, and know
Thy merit is eternal woe;
Unless thou hate those foul desires
Which rouse the everlasting fires,
And groan beneath the curse of God,
And plunge in the all-cleansing blood!

3328.

[The same I yesterday did prove]

Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to-day, &c. —xiii. 8.

The same I yesterday did prove
I find to-day, that God is Love:
And such as Thou art now in me,
Jesus, Thou wilt for ever be.

3329.

[A city we seek from above]

We seek a city to come. —xiii. 14.

A city we seek from above,
Our proper and permanent home,
From whence we shall never remove,
A heavenly city to come:
And while we are travelling on,
The King of the place we shall spy,
And mount, as the city comes down,
And meet in the midst of the sky.

3330.

[Come, let us obey]

Come, let us obey,
For He calls us away,

163

Who in mercy attends,
And delivers His own, wheresoever He sends.
We have nothing to fear
With Jesus so near,
Our invisible Guide,
We are guarded by Him, and in Him we abide.
By sea and by land,
Conceal'd in His hand
From all dangers and snares;
He covers our head, and He numbers our hairs.
We may sing as we go
Through the valley of woe,
For our lives are above,
And we rest in the arms of Omnipotent Love.
Till He knows it is best,
We are never distress'd;
Till His pity ordain,
We are never afflicted with sickness or pain.
The terrible king
No alarum can bring;
His threats we defy;
Though his quiver is full, not an arrow can fly.
We are safe in His hands
Who all nature commands,
And hath number'd our days,
And will order our lives as is most for His praise.
Will o'errule and defend
Till our pilgrimage end,
And in Christ we remove
With a flaming escort to our country above.

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3331.

[O God of peace, and pardoning love]

Now the God of peace, that brought, &c. —xiii. 20, 21.

O God of peace, and pardoning love,
Thy bowels of compassion move
To every sinful child of man;
Jesus our Shepherd great and good,
Who dying bought us with His blood,
Thou hast brought back to life again:
His blood to all our souls apply;
His only blood can sanctify,
(Which first did for our sins atone,)
The covenant of redemption seal,
The depths of God, of love, reveal,
And speak us perfected in one.
O might our every work and word
Express the tempers of our Lord,
The nature of our Head above!
His Spirit send into our hearts,
Engraving on our inward parts
The living law of holiest love:
Then shall we do with pure delight
Whate'er is pleasing in Thy sight,
As vessels of Thy richest grace;
And having Thy whole counsel done,
To Thee, and Thy co-equal Son
Ascribe the everlasting praise.

JAMES.

3332.

[Have we suffer'd much for Thee?]

Let patience have her perfect work. —i. 4.

Have we suffer'd much for Thee?
Call'd we are to suffer more,
Till we all our weakness see,
All the wonders of Thy power,

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Till like gold out of the fire,
Forth we in Thine image come
Sinless, sanctified, entire,
Meet for our celestial home.

3333.

[I would be pure, complete, entire]

That ye may be perfect and entire, &c. —i. 4.

I would be pure, complete, entire,
Adorn'd with every Christian grace,
And answering all Thy laws require,
Glad to fulfil all righteousness,
In nothing short, with Jesus find
The lowly, meek, and perfect mind.
But how shall I my wish obtain,
Who shrink, and tremble to be tried,
Decline the cup of grief and pain,
Communion with the Crucified,
And think, I need not first endure,
Or die, to make the blessing sure.
I cannot rise, before I sink,
Before I feel the pain of thirst,
Cannot into Thy Spirit drink,
Or reign, unless I suffer first;
Patience its full effect must have,
And hide me, Saviour, in Thy grave.
Jesus, the passive grace bestow,
Me for Thy true disciple seal,
And trusting all Thy life to know,
I come to suffer all Thy will,
I yield my soul and body up;
Let patience have its utmost scope.
Thy cross on soul and body lay,
Thy cross I in Thy strength abide,

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But let me, in my evil day,
Tempted and seven times purified,
The ripest fruit of patience prove,
The purest joy of perfect love.

3334.

[The wrath of frantic man]

The wrath of man worketh not the righteousness of God. —i. 20.

The wrath of frantic man
Is impotent and vain,
Serves for no religious use,
Works no real righteousness;
Evil cannot good produce,
Cannot cause the' effects of grace.
Then let me calmly flee,
Meek Lamb of God, to Thee:
From the rage of inbred pride
Thou my only refuge art;
Save me shelter'd in Thy side,
In the centre of Thy heart.

3335.

[Thou man of an unbridled tongue]

If any man...seem to be religious, and bridleth, &c. —i. 26.

Thou man of an unbridled tongue,
Who darest assume the Christian name,
With slanders foul thy brother wrong,
Or needlessly his faults proclaim,
Thou dost thy wretched soul deceive,
And like thy fellow-fiends believe!
Does it extenuate thine offence,
To love, and still believe a lie,
Without remorse, or shame, or sense,
Thy own good deeds to testify,
Thee from thyself with softest art
To hide, and always err in heart?
Repent of thy religion vain,
Whereof thou loudly makest thy boast,

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Or sentenced to eternal pain,
And into outward darkness thrust,
Thou shalt with the accuser dwell,
And find thy faith's reward in hell.

3336.

[Father, on me the grace bestow]

Pure religion and undefiled before God and, &c. —i. 27.

Father, on me the grace bestow
Unblamable before Thy sight,
Whence all the streams of goodness flow;
Mercy, Thine own supreme delight,
To me, for Jesu's sake, impart,
And plant Thy nature in my heart.
Thy mind throughout my life be shown,
While listening to the wretch's cry,
The widow's and the orphan's groan,
On mercy's wings I swiftly fly,
The poor and helpless to relieve,
My life, my all, for them to give.
Thus may I show Thy Spirit within
Which purges me from every stain,
Unspotted from the world and sin
My faith's integrity maintain,
The truth of my religion prove
By perfect purity and love.

3337.

[Not many rich there are]

Hath not God chosen the poor of this world? —ii. 5.

Not many rich there are,
Who choose Thy poverty,
Yet some are found, who dare
Sell all to follow Thee:
Jesus, Thy blessed poor increase,
To whom the kingdom's given,
And let Thy wealthy witnesses
Lay up their wealth in heaven.

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3338.

[The rich in every place and age]

Do not rich men oppress you, and draw you, &c. —ii. 6, 7.

The rich in every place and age
Have shown their antichristian rage,
Eager, impatient to condemn
The virtue which reproaches them,
And crush, whoe'er to God belong,
By violent, or by legal wrong.
We still experience them the same,
Blasphemers of that worthy name;
The pious poor they vex and tear,
And judge at their unrighteous bar,
And use their utmost power to' oppress
The truth, and all its witnesses.

3339.

[In vain thou say'st in words alone]

Can that faith save him? [Gr.] —ii. 14.

In vain thou say'st in words alone
Unproved by works, that “faith I have!”
The faith by works which is not shown,
From sin from hell can never save,
Unprofitable all and void,
The faith of man, and not of God.

3340.

[What doth thy Gnostic faith avail]

If a brother...be naked, and destitute of, &c. —ii. 15, 16.

What doth thy Gnostic faith avail,
Who seest thy brother in distress,
With ruthless heart insensible,
And bidd'st the poor depart in peace,
Yet dost not his distress relieve,
But words without assistance give!

3341.

[The faith distinct from works is dead]

Faith, if it hath not works, is dead in itself. [Gr.] —ii. 17.

The faith distinct from works is dead,
(Not the true living faith Divine,
From whence the fruits of grace proceed,)
A mere, fond, empty notion thine,

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By fancy form'd with Satan's aid,
A devilish dream, a hellish shade.

3342.

[The true believer's challenge hear]

Yea, a man may say, Thou hast faith, and I, &c. —ii. 18.

The true believer's challenge hear,
Who loudly dost thy faith profess,
Now let it, without works, appear,
Thine inward principle express,
Or humbled own it cannot be,
And saving faith is not in thee.
My works the sure credentials are
Of faith Divine on me bestow'd,
My faith I by my works declare,
And give the praise of both to God,
And thus the Author's glory show,
Who works in me to will and do.

3343.

[There is one God, thou dost believe]

Thou believest that there is one God; thou, &c. —ii. 19.

There is one God, thou dost believe,
The trembling fiends believe the same,
Trembling, till they their doom receive
In unextinguishable flame;
And by thy devilish faith prepared
Thou challengest the fiends' reward.

3344.

[But art thou willing now to own]

But art thou willing to know, O empty man [Gr.], &c. —ii. 20.

But art thou willing now to own
Thou empty, self-deceiving man,
The faith, like thine, which is not shown
By works, is false, and dead, and vain,
A carcase destitute of breath,
Which drags thee down to endless death?

3345.

[The father of the faithful seed]

Was not Abraham our father justified by works, &c. —ii. 21.

The father of the faithful seed
His faith by his obedience proved,

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Abraham was justified indeed,
When offering up his best-beloved,
He show'd the grace before received,
And perfectly in God believed.
Accepted first through faith alone,
His pardon unconfirm'd he held;
But rendering back his only son,
He felt the precious promise seal'd,
Felt in his heart and spirit pure
The peace irrevocably sure.
Before he sacrificed his child,
Accounted just through faith he lived,
By causeless mercy reconciled
Forgiveness without works received:
But when he resolutely obey'd,
Through works he then was righteous made.

3346.

[The power of faith his works begot]

Seest thou how faith wrought together with, &c. —ii. 22.

The power of faith his works begot,
They did not life on faith bestow,
But faith with works together wrought,
And working faith did stronger grow,
New life by exercise obtain,
And thus its full perfection gain.
As motion raised by vital heat,
Increase of heat and vigour brings,
The work which faith doth first beget
Augments the source from whence it springs,
And faith by each exertion grows,
And fuller still the fountain flows.

3347.

[Returning from his sacrifice]

And the scripture was fulfilled which saith, &c. —ii. 23.

Returning from his sacrifice,
The man whom God vouchsafed to' approve,

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More highly favour'd by the skies,
And perfected in faith and love,
Again fulfill'd he found the word,
An image of his righteous Lord.
Perfect in love which casts out fear,
The hoary patriarch received
The crown of his obedience here,
And intimate with Heaven he lived,
With glorious dignity endow'd,
For ever styled “the friend of God.”

3348.

[Ye see, who willing are to see]

Ye see then how that by works a man is, &c. —ii. 24.

Ye see, who willing are to see,
A sinner freely saved through grace,
And justified by faith, must be
Confirm'd by works of righteousness:
But God for His will never own
The idle faith which stands alone.
Accounted just through faith Divine,
Inherent righteousness we need,
Our actions with our faith must join
To make and prove us just indeed,
Our faith itself to justify,
And fit believers for the sky.

3349.

[In proof that she indeed believed]

Was not Rahab...justified by works, &c. —ii. 25.

In proof that she indeed believed,
And favour found for Jesu's sake,
Rahab with cordial love received,
And sent the spies in safety back,
Joyful her saving faith to' express
In works of real righteousness.

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While thus the life of faith she show'd
Throughout her new-born soul display'd,
She felt that hallowing grace of God,
By which our faith is perfect made,
By which we truly righteous prove,
And then salute the saints above.

3350.

[As when the active soul is fled]

For as the body without the spirit is dead, &c. —ii. 26.

As when the active soul is fled,
A senseless lump the body lies,
The faith which did from God proceed,
If separated from works, it dies;
A carcase without life or power,
A faith extinct is faith no more.
Faith without works is not the true;
The living principle of grace,
The virtue which can all things do,
Works universal righteousness,
And gains, when all its toils are past,
The promise of pure love at last.
Know this, ye infidels in heart,
Who boast your barren faith in vain,
Who dare the sacred word pervert;
The carcase dead is not the man:
Or if ye did true life receive,
Ye ceased at once to work and live.
Dreamers of your salvation sure,
Awaking unto righteousness,
Your Antinomian faith abjure,
Your groundless hope, and hellish peace;
Arise, and wash away your sins:
And then—the work of faith begins!
 

Particularly St. Paul's doctrine of justification by faith.


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3351.

[What, never speak one evil word]

If any man offend not in word, the same is a, &c. —iii. 2.

What, never speak one evil word,
Or rash, or idle, or unkind!
O, how shall I, most gracious Lord,
This mark of true perfection find?
Thy sinless mind in me reveal,
Thy Spirit's plenitude impart,
And all my language pure shall tell
The' abundance of a loving heart.

3352.

[I want that wisdom from above]

The wisdom that is from above is first pure, &c. —iii. 17.

I want that wisdom from above,
From earthly, devilish mixtures pure,
That faith Divine producing love,
And peace which speaks my pardon sure;
That knowledge of the Crucified,
Which bids my sins and sorrows cease,
And witnesses His blood applied
In perfect purity and peace.
With true celestial wisdom fill'd,
Soft, yielding, meek, my soul shall be;
(Not rigid, sour, morose, self-will'd;)
And mild as docile infancy,
Easy to be convinced, and led
By reason's and religion's sway,
No importunity I need,
But man for Jesu's sake obey.
Mercy from God and heavenly grace
Shall then erect its throne within,
And all the fruits of righteousness
Throughout my spotless life be seen;
To every soul my bowels move,
Within no party banks confined,

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My open, frank, and generous love
O'erflows alike to all mankind.

3353.

[Horrible lust of fame and power]

From whence come wars and fightings, &c. —iv. 1.

Horrible lust of fame and power,
How long shall it o'er kings prevail!
Who bid the sword their kind devour,
Lay waste the earth, and people hell,
And madly for themselves prepare
The highest thrones of torment there!
Father, from every bosom chase
The demon of ambitious pride;
In pity to our slaughter'd race,
For whom Thy only Son hath died,
The Saviour-Prince, the Peace of man,
Send Him, in all our hearts to reign.
The kingdom of His grace alone
Can make our wars and fightings cease,
Unite our jarring wills in one
Perpetual bond of perfectness,
As rivals of that host above,
Where all is harmony and love.

3354.

[Why have not I my pardon seal'd?]

Ye have not, because ye ask not. Ye ask, &c. —iv. 2, 3.

Why have not I my pardon seal'd?
I still neglect to pray,
To wrestle, till Thy blood reveal'd
Purge all my sin away:
Or if I ask, I ask amiss,
Weary alas, and slack,
Seldom and faint I pray, but cease
Before the prayer comes back.

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3355.

[The gospel-husbandman, like him]

Behold, the husbandman waiteth for the, &c. —v. 7.

The gospel-husbandman, like him,
Expects earth's precious fruit to see,
Not (as the young enthusiasts dream)
In sudden, full maturity,
But waiting still in patient hope,
For the long-buried seed's return,
He sees by slow degrees spring up
The blade, the ear, and then the corn.
He dares not ask almighty power
For signs unpromised from above,
Expecting from a single shower
The harvest ripe of perfect love;
But looking for the gradual grace,
The early and the latter rain,
He shall that finish'd holiness,
That perfect love at last obtain.

3356.

[Who every hasty growth reject]

Who every hasty growth reject,
As nature's mimicry of grace,
We lawfully at last expect
The harvest of full holiness:
Soon as the seed of faith is sown,
Our hearts the early rain receive,
And growing in a way unknown,
We more and more in Christ believe.
“But may we not at once spring up,
In sudden holiness mature?”

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Nay; but we must the flattering hope
Renounce, and to the end endure:
The ripest fruit cannot appear,
Until the latter rain come down,
And faith's almighty Finisher
Our patience with perfection crown.
 

The husbandman waiteth for the precious fruit—which will recompense his labour and patience; until he receive the early rain —immediately after sowing, and the latter—before the harvest. —Mr. J. W.'s Notes on the New Testament.

3357.

[Ye faithful, patient souls, attend]

Be ye also patient; stablish your hearts: for, &c. —v. 8.

Ye faithful, patient souls, attend
That second coming of your Lord:
Expect Him first your sin to end,
To verify His hallowing word:
Your hearts, resolved to wait His grace,
Shall perfect in due season be;
And I shall then behold His face,
And dwell in Him who dwells in me.
We know, the solemn day draws nigh,
When Jesus shall appear again:
Hasten, O Lord, and bow the sky,
And here begin Thy glorious reign,
The number of Thy saints complete;
And let the partners of Thy power,
Casting their crowns before Thy feet,
On earth,—and then in heaven, adore.

3358.

[Afflicted I cry To God for relief]

Is any among you afflicted? let him pray. —v. 13.

Afflicted I cry To God for relief;
Thy Spirit supply To hallow my grief,
In bodily weakness To strengthen my soul,
And bid me in sickness Be perfectly whole.

3359.

[Where is that faith, whose fervent prayer]

The prayer of faith shall save the sick. —v. 15.

Where is that faith, whose fervent prayer
Body and soul at once can heal?

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The oil? the gifted elders where?
Father, if such Thy gracious will,
Thou canst reveal Thine arm of power,
Thy truth in every age the same,
And with almighty faith restore
The wonders wrought by Jesu's name!

3360.

[O that the power were mine]

Elias was a man subject to like passions, &c. —v. 17, 18.

O that the power were mine,
To saints and prophets given,
The power of faithful prayer Divine,
Which shuts and opens heaven!
Then would I wrestle on,
And more than conqueror prove,
And bring the hallowing Spirit down,
In showers of purest love.
Thy servant, Lord, prepare,
Thy glory to display,
Remove this unbelieving bar,
And teach me how to pray:
Author of faith Thou art;
Help my infirmity,
And put Thy Spirit within my heart,
And pray Thyself in me.
A wretched man of sin,
By various passions torn,
This aching want, this drought within,
This barrenness I mourn:
The heavens as brass I find
Shut up against my prayer;
But O, my Lord, humanely kind,
Mine Advocate is there!
Jesus the Just appears,
Before the throne of grace!

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And Thee Thy Father always hears
For all the ransom'd race:
O let Thy prayer obtain
The blessing from the skies,
Renew, o'erflow, and turn again
Our earth to paradise.

3361.

[O that I the souls could win]

He which converteth the sinner from the, &c. —v. 20.

O that I the souls could win
Wandering in the paths of sin,
Pluck out of the lion's teeth,
Save them from eternal death:
Make the prodigals arise,
Lift to heaven their heart and eyes,
Near the pit no longer stray,
Cast their hated sins away!
O might I, to sinners sent,
Mercy's chosen instrument,
Bring them back who did run well,
Snatch them from the mouth of hell;
Snatch, as brands out of the flame;
Rescue them in Jesu's name,
Show the fountain in His side,
Lead them to the Crucified!
Jesus, Thou my labours bless;
Then Thy hand by me shall seize,
Plunge them in the sacred flood,
Wash out all their sins with blood:
Then they all forgotten are,
Countless though like mine they were,
Cover'd by the purple wave,
Buried in my Saviour's grave!

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I. PETER.

3362.

[See the power of God to save!]

Kept by the power of God. —i. 5.

See the power of God to save!
Jesu's grace in me admire,
Kept, like Peter, on the wave,
Kept, like Shadrach, in the fire,
Rescued from the lion's teeth,
Safe within the jaws of death!
Christ, the saving Power Divine,
Thee by faith I apprehend,
Every moment take of Thine,
Till my faith in vision end,
Till through Thine almighty love,
Pure I take my place above.
Kept from sin, the world, and hell,
By Thy grace through faith I am,
Till Thy nature Thou reveal,
Tell me all Thy secret name,
Read it on my heart impress'd,
Take me perfect to Thy breast.

3363.

[Who can tell the worth of Jesus?]

Unto you therefore which believe He is precious. —ii. 7.

Who can tell the worth of Jesus?
To Thy faithful people known,
Infinitely dear and precious,
Thou art prized and loved alone:
The good things to sinners given,
All summ'd up in Thee they are,
All the happiness of heaven,
All its worth, that Thou art there!

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3364.

[Be double honour paid]

Honour all men. —ii. 17.

Be double honour paid,
To man beloved of God,
Man in his Maker's image made,
And purchased by His blood:
Mark'd with Thy character,
Lord, every soul is Thine,
And I in all mankind revere
Their Ransomer Divine.

3365.

[Myself begotten from above]

Love the brotherhood. —ii. 17.

Myself begotten from above,
I must my Father's children love:
Born of the Spirit and the word,
Are we not brethren in the Lord,
Flesh of His flesh, bone of His bone,
His body mystical, and One!

3366.

[My heart is harden'd from Thy fear]

Fear God. —ii. 17.

My heart is harden'd from Thy fear,
Till Thou the stone remove,
Till love constrain me to revere
The God of pardoning love:
Father, declare Thyself to me
Through Jesus reconciled,
Then shall I always render Thee
The reverence of a child.

3367.

[Honour the king, who God adore]

Honour the king. —ii. 17.

Honour the king, who God adore:
The king His place sustains,
As image of His awful power,
As God's vicegerent reigns:
And when the King of kings, and Lord
Of lords from heaven comes down,

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He shall your loyal zeal reward
With an immortal crown.

3368.

[Jesus, Thy blood hath purged my sin]

Christ also suffered for us, leaving us an, &c. —ii. 21.

Jesus, Thy blood hath purged my sin,
Thy blood shall wash me white as snow:
But show me all Thy sufferings mean,
Thy passion's utmost purport show,
And teach my heart the mystery:
Why didst Thou live, and die for me?
Thou didst not work, that I secure
In sloth might all the day remain,
Thou didst not unknown grief endure,
To supersede my needless pain:
Thy life requires my active zeal,
Thy death, that I should suffer still.
No follower after Thee I am,
If nothing for Thy sake I bear;
A stranger to Thy grief and shame,
In vain to call Thee mine I dare:
Thy suffering, Lord, doth mine imply,
And binds me on Thy cross to die.
Then let me Thee my Pattern trace,
With Thee cry out, and faint and bleed,
Till partner of Thy last distress
I taste the gall, and bow my head,
Calmly my spotless soul resign,
And die into the arms Divine.
 

No. J. W.

3369.

[How shall I that love attain]

Be pitiful. —iii. 8.

How shall I that love attain,
Love, inexplicably kind,

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Love which feels another's pain,
Generous, pure, and unconfined,
Love which bleeds for friend and foe,
Grasps an universe of woe!
Father, manifest Thy Son
Full of pitying grace, in me:
Then I put His bowels on,
Sinners with His eyes I see,
Sinners with His heart embrace,
Glad to die for all the race.

3370.

[Worldlings in the shadow rest]

Be courteous. —iii. 8.

Worldlings in the shadow rest:
Taught, and tutor'd, Lord, by Thee,
Christians bear within their breast
True, substantial courtesy,
Not by art, but nature, prove
All the courtesy of love.
Born (again from heaven) to please
Who Thy softening Spirit know,
Meek and lowly gentleness
They in words and actions show,
They the polish'd pattern give,
Show the world how angels live!

3371.

[Shall we live on like thoughtless brutes]

The end of all things is at hand: be ye...sober, &c. —iv. 7.

Shall we live on like thoughtless brutes,
Nor ever once attend,
(In the wild whirl of time's pursuits)
That time shall shortly end?
Ah, give us, Lord, the sober mind,
The heaven-ensuring care,
So shall we pass the days behind
In watchfulness and prayer.

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3372.

[Let all who speak in Jesu's name]

If any man speak, let him speak as the oracles, &c. —iv. 11.

Let all who speak in Jesu's name,
To His submit their every word,
Implicit faith in them disclaim,
And send the hearers to their Lord;
Who doth His Father's will reveal,
The only Guide infallible.
Jesus, to me Thy mind impart,
Be Thou Thine own Interpreter,
Explain the Scripture to my heart,
That when the church Thy servant hear,
Taught by the oracles Divine,
They all may own, the word is Thine.

3373.

[Slander'd in the cause of Jesus]

If ye be reproached for the name of Christ, &c. —iv. 14.

Slander'd in the cause of Jesus,
When we suffer for His name,
Jesus then delights to bless us,
Jesus dignifies our shame,
Then the Comforter is given,
Earnest of our glorious rest,
Seals the raptured heirs of heaven,
Fills His temple in our breast.

3374.

[Where then shall I appear]

If the righteous scarcely be saved. —iv. 18.

Where then shall I appear,
A mere, mere sinner I!
O may I always fear,
As at the point to die,
Till Thou my sinking soul surprise,
And snatch me up to paradise.

3375.

[When all Thy waves and storms are pass'd]

When all Thy waves and storms are pass'd,
Shall I, shall I, be saved at last?

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Then let my Lord conceal His face,
Withhold the knowledge of His grace,
Leave me in doubts, in darkness leave,
And at my latest hour forgive.
Deliver from the wrath to come,
And scourge me, Saviour, to the tomb,
I to Thy righteous will submit,
And weep unanswer'd at Thy feet;
But when my dying head I bow,
Assure me then, Thou heard'st me now.

3376.

[Witness thou righteous man]

Witness thou righteous man,
If now redeem'd from sin,
What agony and pain
It cost to enter in,
Didst thou not knock, and call, and wait,
And long besiege the sacred gate?
The heavenly way to find,
Didst thou not seek and strive;
And cast thyself behind,
And rather die than live;
The fruits of sad repentance bear,
And sink at last in self-despair?
When thou hadst found the grace,
And gift unspeakable,
All in a moment's space,
Wouldst thou consent to sell?
Or didst thou toil and suffer on
Before thou mad'st the pearl thine own?
When the old Adam was
With Jesus crucified,
Expiring on the cross,
What frequent deaths he died,

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And feign'd himself entirely slain,
Yet soon revived, and fought again.
The flesh and Spirit's strife
Subsisting still within,
The struggling after life,
The strength of inbred sin,
How did it to the utmost prove
Thy feeble faith, and childish love!
By endless conflicts tried,
Thy patience seem'd to fail,
Thy weary steps to slide,
And sin and hell prevail;
The tempter thrust at thee so sore,
So near each moment to devour.
Almost o'erpower'd, compell'd,
Throughout the evil day,
A thousand times to yield,
And cast thy faith away,
Thy soul was ready to expire,
And scarcely saved as through the fire.
Now in the wilderness,
Now in the garden pain'd;
Thy Lord's extreme distress
How oft hast thou sustain'd?
Thy soul perspired His bloody sweat,
And fainted at the Saviour's feet.
Didst thou at once spring up
Into a sinless saint?
Or on the mountain's top
Renew His deep complaint,
And cry in lingering misery,
“Why hath my God forsaken me!”

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Down to the gates of hell,
Times without number brought,
Thy spirit, as it fell,
In mercy's arms He caught,
And after countless falls restored,
And show'd Himself thy God and Lord.
Thy trials yet behind,
Only to Him are known;
And when thy soul is join'd
To saints around the throne,
Thy soul shall sink with theirs above,
Lost in astonishment and love.
Thy God's mysterious grace,
Thou wilt in heaven adore,
And wonder on, and praise
His love's stupendous power;
The face of thy Redeemer see,
And gaze through all eternity.

3377.

[Vain of your gifts and boasted grace]

God resisteth the proud, and giveth grace to, &c. —v. 5.

Vain of your gifts and boasted grace,
Great things who of yourselves declare,
From you the Lord shall hide His face,
And leave you in the fowler's snare
A wretched, self-deceiving crowd,
False saints, false-witnesses, for God!
Against your Luciferian pride
His furious jealousy shall burn,
And while ye in the flesh confide,
Your towering confidence o'erturn,
Into the flaming dungeon cast,
Or save you as by fire at last.

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But ye that tremble at His frown,
And scarcely dare for mercy hope,
Your God in justice casts you down,
Your God in love shall lift you up,
And bless and gospelise the poor
With pardon and salvation sure.
Pardon'd, if ye the grace retain,
And deeper groan your wants increased;
The Lord shall visit you again,
And entering into perfect rest,
Ye live, when pride and self's destroy'd,
For ever full, for ever void.

3378.

[Myself I fain would humble, Lord]

Humble yourselves therefore under the mighty, &c. —v. 6.

Myself I fain would humble, Lord,
Under Thy mighty hand;
I cannot bear the trying word,
Or in Thy judgment stand.
Thy vengeful wrath's resistless power
I tremble to confess;
And prostrate in the dust adore
Thy awful righteousness.
The body and the deathless soul
Thou canst destroy in hell,
Long as eternal ages roll,
Which I deserve to feel:
Myself to Tophet I condemn:
And now, if Thou require
The rigid penalty extreme,
I sink into the fire.

3379.

[Humble myself! it cannot be]

Humble myself! it cannot be,
But by a power derived from Thee:

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The power Thou didst to suppliants give,
Jesus, I would from Thee receive.
I would my total evil feel,
Abhor, adjudge myself to hell;
And to my righteous doom submit,
If now Thou slay me at Thy feet.
With me how canst Thou longer bear,
Who clog the ground, and taint the air:
Who strive, but never can express
The depth of my own wickedness;
Who as my just desert require
The fiercest wrath, the hottest fire;
Astonish'd at the fresh reprieve,
Amazed that still on earth I live.
Thy patience forces me to hope
Mercy at last may take me up;
May all its energy exert,
And break and change this desperate heart.
I dare not, yet I must confess,
Thou canst restore, and seal my peace;
Exalt a fiend to joys above,
And save me through the fire of love.

3380.

[To whom should I fly for relief]

Casting all your care upon Him. —v. 7.

To whom should I fly for relief,
But Him that hath loved me so well,
And still, when I sink into grief,
Doth all my infirmities feel!
O Lover of sinners, on Thee
My burden of trouble I cast,
Whose care and compassion for me
For ever and ever shall last.

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3381.

[Our sufferings cannot grace procure]

The God of all grace...after that ye have, &c. —v. 10.

Our sufferings cannot grace procure,
Or add to Jesu's sacrifice,
Yet God appoints us first to' endure,
And after that to' expect the prize:
And crucified with Christ we wait
The fulness of His life to prove,
The settled, firm, establish'd state
Of perfect holiness and love.
 

Another thing. J. W.

3382.

[“But ah! they damp our eager thirst]

But ah! they damp our eager thirst,
Who tell us, we must suffer first;
But ah! they cool our flaming zeal
Who bid us labour up the hill;”
Yet so the old apostle taught,
And though ye set his words at nought,
I think, he knew the surest road,
I think, he had the Spirit of God.

II. PETER.

3383.

[Knowing that reconciled Thou art]

Make your calling and election sure. —i. 10.

Knowing that reconciled Thou art,
I make my calling sure;
But stamp Thine image on my heart,
But speak my nature pure:
Then, only then, elect I am,
When sanctified by grace,
And sure, inscribed with Thy new name,
To see Thy glorious face.
 

How? J. W.


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3384.

[How shall I make my calling sure?]

How shall I make my calling sure?
By penitence and faith in Thee
(Whose death my pardon did procure
And bought eternal life for me).
By wrestling on in instant prayer,
By listening to the gospel-word,
Till Thou Thy saving name declare,
And faith beholds its bleeding Lord.
Soon as the blood has touch'd my heart
I my effectual calling know,
From all iniquity depart,
And in Thy shining footsteps go;
Walking in Thee, I go in peace
Thine acceptable will to prove,
And follow after holiness,
True holiness, and perfect love.
Daily I now myself deny,
Daily my welcome cross sustain,
Till every vile affection die,
And not one sinful thought remain.
When Satan hath in me no part,
And stamp'd with Thy good Spirit's seal,
I love Thee, Lord, with all my heart,
I then my sure election feel:
Renew'd I in Thy image rise,
Nor ever grieve Thy goodness more,
But grasp my calling's glorious prize,
And God in spirit and truth adore.
O that the promised time were come,
O that Thou wouldst the heavens bow,
And let a ransom'd worm presume
To look for Thy appearing now.

191

Now, Saviour, bring the joyful hour,
(If pardon in Thy blood I have,)
With all Thy sanctifying power,
Make speed to help, make haste to save.
Tell me my faith hath made me whole,
And throughly wash'd in Thy own blood,
Save, to the utmost save my soul,
And plunge me in the depths of God.

3385.

[Wrestling on for faith's increase]

So an entrance shall be ministered unto you, &c. —i. 11.

Wrestling on for faith's increase,
Striving to perform His will,
Labouring after holiness,
Straining up perfection's hill,
Let me thus till death be found;
Dying thus I shall not die,
But with brighter glory crown'd
Reign with Christ above the sky.

3386.

[I too, forewarn'd by Jesu's love]

Shortly I must put off this my tabernacle, &c. —i. 14.

I too, forewarn'd by Jesu's love,
Must shortly lay my body down;
But ere my soul from earth remove,
O let me put Thine image on!
Saviour, Thy meek and lowly mind
Be to Thine aged servant given,
And glad I'll drop this tent, to find
Mine everlasting house in heaven.

3387.

[Stranger to holy joy and peace]

That cannot cease from sin. —ii. 14.

Stranger to holy joy and peace,
And all the things above,

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I never can from sinning cease,
Till I begin to love.
My vows and promises are vain,
And full of good desire,
When sin returns, I melt again,
As wax before the fire.
Sinking at last in just despair,
Beneath the tyrant's power;
No longer to resolve I dare,
I fight with sin no more;
No more presume for help to call,
Or fruitless prayers repeat,
But a mere guilty sinner fall
At the Redeemer's feet.
Here will I ever, ever lie,
And weep, and breathe my last,
Unless the God that stoop'd to die
A look of pity cast,
See me expiring in my blood,
And point me to His own,
Which quench'd the righteous wrath of God,
And speaks before the throne.

3388.

[A dog, and worse, alas, am I]

The dog is turned to his own vomit again. —ii. 22.

A dog, and worse, alas, am I
Who to my vomit turn again,
A thousand times with sin comply,
A thousand times repent in vain;
And then indulge my heart's desire,
And wallow in the brutish mire.
Jesus, my refuge in despair,
While unconsumed on earth I live,

193

If yet Thou canst the sinner bear,
Canst so abundantly forgive,
This only once my peace restore,
But lift me up to fall no more.
Pardon itself avails me not,
Unless the pardon I retain;
My sins out of Thy memory blot,
Out of my soul erase the stain;
The root uptear, the mount remove,
And save me by Thine utmost love.

3389.

[Jesus, our true and faithful Lord]

The Lord is not slack concerning His promise. —iii. 9.

Jesus, our true and faithful Lord,
Thy promise we receive,
Thou art not slow to keep Thy word,
But we are, to believe:
Should we throughout our seventy years
For Thy appearing stay,
A thousand, when Thy face appears,
Would seem but as one day.

3390.

[If Thou require my soul this night]

Be diligent, that ye may be found of Him, &c. —iii. 14.

If Thou require my soul this night,
Shall I be found of Thee in peace,
Shall I be blameless in Thy sight,
And perfected in holiness?
Alas, I am not as Thou art,
I am not for Thy presence meet:
O spare, till Thou hast changed my heart,
And find me weeping at Thy feet.

3391.

[I do with all my soul believe]

Account that the long-suffering of our Lord, &c. —iii. 15.

I do with all my soul believe,
Thou hast so long my manners borne,

194

That I Thine image may retrieve,
And saved at last, to God return:
Entering into Thy love's design,
I now expect the grace unknown,
Saviour, conform my heart to Thine,
And let Thine utmost will be done.

3392.

[Astonish'd at Thy patient love]

Astonish'd at Thy patient love
Which lets me load the earth so long,
O could I from my sins remove,
Cease an indulgent God to wrong;
Answer Thy merciful design,
And in my own salvation join.
Thou bidd'st me put my sins away,
But Thou must give the' obedient power,
And therefore doth Thy Spirit stay,
Protract the acceptable hour;
Bestow the penitential space,
And lengthen out my evil days.
Year after year for this I live,
That by long-suffering love subdued,
I may at last through faith retrieve
The favour and the form of God;
May in true holiness arise,
Meet for a throne above the skies.

I. JOHN.

3393.

[If we, believing our own hearts]

If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves. —i. 8.

If we, believing our own hearts,
Presume to say, we have no sin,

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Truth is not in our inward parts,
The perfect grace is not brought in;
We our own wretched souls deceive,
And still the life of nature live.
But if even we, the least of all,
Our lives' and nature's guilt confess,
The God in Christ, on whom we call,
Will speak in truth and righteousness;
Pardon and purity impart,
And stamp His image on our heart.
Thine image of true holiness,
When on our hearts impress'd we feel,
Sinners we still ourselves confess,
Dependent, helpless sinners still;
Sinners by Jesus saved we own,
Our Saviour God is good alone.

3394.

[Father of Jesus Christ our Lord]

If we confess our sins, He is faithful, &c. —i. 9.

Father of Jesus Christ our Lord,
Our sins we in His name confess;
Righteous and faithful to Thy word,
From actual guilt our souls release;
And purge out all this filth within,
And make our inward nature clean.
If still, when justified by grace,
Our general sinfulness we own,
Thou wilt on us Thy name impress,
Reveal the nature of Thy Son;
And write it on our inward parts,
And spread Thine image through our hearts.
Wherefore Thy goodness we implore
A deeper sense of sin to give,

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That small in our own eyes, and poor,
We may Thy richest grace receive;
May always in Thy Son abide,
May always feel His blood applied.
Soon as we every moment feel
Ourselves vile nothings in Thy sight,
In Christ we every moment dwell,
Blameless we walk with Him in white,
His perfect purity retain,
And never soil our robes again.

3395.

[Yet still the chief of saints below]

If we say that we have not sinned, we make, &c. —i. 10.

Yet still the chief of saints below
Will ne'er his former sins forget;
But while his joyful eyes o'erflow,
Prostrate at his dear Saviour's feet,
The chief of saints will humbly cry,
Will feel “the chief of sinners I.”
Who in their own perfection boast,
“We have not sinn'd,” they proudly say,
Demonstrate that their faith is lost,
Their shield is vilely cast away;
And who their God belie, blaspheme,
His word no longer is in them.
Himself doth in His word declare
That all have sinn'd, and lost His grace;
And though we truly pardon'd are,
Our pardon'd sins we still confess;
In joy repent, in triumph grieve,
And cease at once to mourn and live.

3396.

[The' occasion of my every fall]

There is none occasion of stumbling in him. —ii. 10.

The' occasion of my every fall
I still perceive within,

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Till saved by Thee, on whom I call,
From this indwelling sin:
Thou canst, Thou wilt, (I dare not doubt,)
The stumbling-block remove,
And root my evil nature out
By Thine all-perfect love.

3397.

[Thou God of my salvation]

Thou God of my salvation,
Implant Thy mind in me,
To' uproot the dire occasion
Of strife and enmity.
By Thine own Spirit humbling,
Out of my heart remove
The only ground of stumbling,
The haughty selfish love.
This stubborn bent to evil
Which in my soul I feel,
This nature of the devil,
Here must it always dwell?
The criminal propension
To sin's forbidden joy,
The pride that breeds contention
Thou wilt at last destroy.
Thy kingdom come in power,
And joy, and perfect peace;
To end the hellish hour
Bring in Thy righteousness.
The brightness of Thy presence,
Discover from above;
And cheer mine inmost essence
With the pure light of love.

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To every ransom'd creature,
Like my Redeemer, kind,
I would Thy pitying nature,
Thy yearning bowels find.
That charity fraternal,
On me, my Lord, bestow;
And chase the fiend infernal
To his own place below.
Long as Thy love residing
Within my heart I feel,
In Thee, my God, abiding
In purest Light I dwell.
And if I now receive Thee,
My God, my all in all,
Thou wilt not let me leave Thee,
And then I cannot fall.

3398.

[The babes are weak, the youths are strong]

I write unto you, little children, because your, &c. —ii. 12.

The babes are weak, the youths are strong,
Yet pardon doth to both belong;
In youth, the' engrafted word abides,
The Witness constantly resides;
The babes, with transient visits blest,
Sometimes enjoy their heavenly Guest.
Young men the victory have won,
And trod, through Christ, the tempter down;
The children the good fight maintain,
And battle after battle gain;
But still they grapple with the foe,
And, conquering, on to conquer go.
The state of fathers, who shall tell,
The depth and height of love reveal?

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Nor saint nor angel can explain
The plenitude of God in man,
But God, whom they so long have known,
He only searches out His own.
Not John himself presumes to trace
The full, unutterable grace,
The lineaments Divine impress'd
On each mature disciple's breast;
But fathers shall the secret see
Explain'd through all eternity.
Yet children here partake the prize,
Before they into fathers rise;
They too have known the pardoning God,
They too have felt the cleansing blood;
And different in degree alone,
The first, and perfect love are one.

3399.

[Children, ye have as truly known]

Children, ye have as truly known
The God and Father of all grace,
As hoary saints who long have run,
And now are finishing their race.
That Spirit, who His Son reveal'd
In them, hath your forgiveness seal'd.
Your humble confidence hold fast
Till strong ye out of weakness rise,
And wholly sanctified at last
Ye too shall gain the glorious prize;
Your zeal for Jesus shall improve,
And ripen into perfect love.

3400.

[We that the Lord have known]

Ye have an unction from the Holy One, &c. —ii. 20.

We that the Lord have known,
A saved, distinguish'd race,

200

Taught by the Holy One,
Anointed with His grace,
Who steadfast in His grace abide,
Know all in Jesus crucified.

3401.

[Have I this hope Thy face to see?]

Every man that hath this hope...purifieth, &c. —iii. 3.

Have I this hope Thy face to see?
Then let me, gracious God, exert
My utmost strength received from Thee,
To gain that purity of heart,
Through Jesu's blood to wash away
My filthiness of wrath and pride;
So shalt Thou give me in that day
A lot among the sanctified.

3402.

[Once Thou didst on earth appear]

He was manifested to take away our sins. —iii. 5.

Once Thou didst on earth appear,
For all mankind to' atone;
Now be manifested here,
And bid my sin be gone;
Come, and by Thy presence chase
Its nature with its guilt and power,
Jesus, show Thine open face,
And sin shall be no more.

3403.

[Thou who my utmost Saviour art]

Thou who my utmost Saviour art,
Reveal Thyself within,
Thine only presence in my heart
Can take away my sin:
But when Thou art discover'd here,
It can no longer stay,
It must give place, and disappear,
And vanish quite away.

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3404.

[O Son of God, in vain]

O Son of God, in vain
Wast Thou reveal'd below,
Unless Thou by Thy Spirit again
Thyself to sinners show.
Before Thy presence here,
Unless my sins depart,
And Thou the pardoning God appear
To this poor guilty heart.
Answer the blessed end
Of Thy stupendous grace;
And still in mercy condescend
To our distinguish'd race.
Though by all heaven adored,
Thy flesh with pity see;
And with Thy great salvation, Lord,
Vouchsafe to visit me.
Didst Thou not leave Thy throne
For a mean house of clay,
And put my feeble nature on
To take my sins away?
Fulfil Thy own design,
The hindering thing remove,
That God and man in Thee may join,
And I my Saviour love.
Come then, Thou very God,
In this accepted hour,
Partaker of my flesh and blood,
Display Thy Spirit's power.
My weaknesses assume,
Who didst the heavens bow,

202

Be manifest again, and come
To save a sinner now.
Now is salvation's day,
Now is the time of love;
No longer, gracious Lord, delay
Thy coming from above.
The same Thou always art;
Thyself to me make known,
Perform the counsels of Thy heart,
And let Thy will be done.
It cannot be Thy will
That I unsaved should live,
Wretched in sin, continue still,
And still Thy Spirit grieve.
But till Thyself I know,
From sin I cannot cease;
Jesus, appear, Thy mercy show,
And bid me die in peace.

3405.

[Love Divine, Thyself impart]

Love Divine, Thyself impart,
Manifested to my heart;
Jesus, show Thyself within,
Enter, and extirpate sin.
Fulness of the Deity,
Sin cannot reside with Thee,
Sin, when Thou art always here,
Must for ever disappear.
Come then, O my Saviour come,
All this unbelief consume,
By the Spirit of Thy grace,
By the brightness of Thy face:

203

That I may be clean in heart,
That I may be as Thou art,
Live, my spotless Purity,
Live, my perfect Love, in me.

3406.

[What, never, never more to sin!]

Whosoever abideth in Him sinneth not. —iii. 6.

What, never, never more to sin!
When shall I so abide in Thee?
Open Thine heart and take me in,
Plunge in the depths of Deity
A soul that to Thy bosom flies
From sin: possess'd of this high prize,
I ask no other paradise.

3407.

[Lord, unto me the knowledge grant]

Whosoever sinneth hath not...known Him. —iii. 6.

Lord, unto me the knowledge grant,
Which, incompatible with sin,
Supplies my spirit's every want,
Brings the celestial nature in;
My heart renews and purifies,
And fills with life that never dies.
I want the faith in Jesu's blood
Which pardon on my conscience seals,
Imparts the spotless mind of God,
The plague original expels;
Doth all my unbelief remove,
And sweetly work by perfect love.
I would be of Thy Spirit born,
And find that I can sin no more;
My soul into Thy likeness turn,
Wisdom of God, and Truth, and Power,
Fulness of the Divinity,
Jesus, appear and dwell in me.

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Then, only then my God I know,
Divinely taught, divinely pure:
Yet onward to perfection go,
And happy to the end endure,
Till faith is swallow'd up in sight,
In glorious, full, eternal light.

3408.

[Righteous as my God am I?]

He that doeth righteousness is righteous, even, &c. —iii. 7.

Righteous as my God am I?
No; but His reverse I am,
All pretence to good deny,
Every righteous work disclaim,
One I never yet have done,
Righteous is my God alone.
But canst Thou account me just,
And yet never make me so?
Grafted into Christ, I trust
Holy as the Root to grow;
Holy then my works shall be,
Then my fruit is found of Thee.

3409.

[Son of God, Thine anger show]

For this purpose the Son of God was manifested, &c. —iii. 8.

Son of God, Thine anger show
Against our foes and Thine,
Manifested here below
Fulfil Thine own design,
Satan's reign and works to end
Thine own almighty grace employ,
Thrust him out, this inbred fiend,
And all our sins destroy.

3410.

[Jehovah's Son, appear]

Jehovah's Son, appear,
Expiring on the tree,

205

To scatter all my guilty fear,
To' abolish sin in me,
The living faith impart,
My Saviour and my God,
And cleanse this vile, polluted heart,
With Thy atoning blood.
O for Thy mercy sake,
Thy dying love reveal;
Compassion on a sinner take,
An helpless sinner still:
Thou camest from heaven in vain,
Unless I find Thee nigh;
Unless Thou show Thyself again,
In unbelief I die.
From endless death to save,
Thou didst appear below;
And wilt preserve me from the grave,
Till Thee I truly know:
Thou wilt redeem my soul
From all iniquity,
And make my wounded spirit whole,
Because Thou diedst for me.
Come then, my hope, my rest,
Thy visage marr'd display,
And stand in all Thy wounds confess'd,
To take my sins away;
To fill this boundless void,
Present in me appear;
And sin shall always be destroy'd,
When Thou art always here.

3411.

[But must my heart, to sin inclined]

But must my heart, to sin inclined,
Inclined to sin for ever be?

206

And can I no redemption find,
No hope of perfect liberty?
Condemn'd the rebel flesh to feel,
Nor ever see my troubles past,
Tormented with this inbred hell,
And saved by fire, if saved at last?
Most wretched of the fallen race,
I must, O Lord, that life abide,
If all Thy blood cannot efface
The' engrafted filth of self and pride;
And if the dire, original stain,
In purest saints is always found,
Thy hallowing blood was shed in vain,
And sin doth more than grace abound.
But didst Thou not on earth appear,
To save from all iniquity;
To finish the transgression here,
And make an end of sin in me;
Sin to destroy, both branch and root,
By famine's lingering death to kill,
That bringing forth the perfect fruit,
I then may all Thy law fulfil?
What though the faithless world gainsay,
And mock the hungry soul's desire;
My God, for whom I humbly pray,
Is true, and every man a liar:
E'en those who knew in part Thy love,
But tasting once, expect no more,
They cannot from my hope remove,
Or make me doubt Thy utmost power.
What though ten thousand witnesses
Deceiving, and deceived arise,

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Suborn'd by Satan to profess
“They have attain'd the glorious prize.”
The faithful saying of my Lord
I with simplicity receive;
And saved in deed, and thought, and word,
Shall soon in all Thy image live.

3412.

['Tis this essentially divides]

We know that He abideth in us, by the Spirit, &c. —iii. 24.

'Tis this essentially divides
The living from the dead,
We know the Lord in us abides,
The Spirit of our Head:
O let us in this knowledge grow,
Hold fast the earnest given,
Till Jesus with Himself bestow
The ripest joys of heaven.

3413.

[Thy hasty servant, Lord, restrain]

Believe not every spirit. —iv. 1.

Thy hasty servant, Lord, restrain,
Till perfectly renew'd,
As prone alas, to trust in man,
As to mistrust my God!
And lest I every spirit receive
With blind credulity,
Help me each moment to believe
With all my soul in Thee.

3414.

[Are we not plainly here forbid]

Try the spirits. —iv. 1.

Are we not plainly here forbid
To trust a spirit untried?
But slow and safely we proceed
With a celestial Guide:
We weigh with wisdom from above
The men that call Thee Lord,
And all their lives and tempers prove
By Thine unerring word.

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3415.

[But should we not believe the men]

Believe not every spirit, but try the spirits. —iv. 1.

But should we not believe the men,
Who their own graces testify?
No: or ye make the Scriptures vain:
Believe them not—before ye try!
Their sufferings, works, and tempers weigh;
Wait for the fruits their words to prove,
Not in a moment, or a day
Pronounce them perfected in love.

3416.

[There is no fear in love]

There is no fear in love. —iv. 18.

There is no fear in love,
No base tormenting fear,
But that which thrills the host above,
When Jesu's wounds appear!
The highest joy transcends
To saints triumphant given,
The seraph's loftiest songs suspends,
And makes a silent heaven!

3417.

[I cannot doubt Thy love for me]

We love Him, because He first loved us. —iv. 19.

I cannot doubt Thy love for me:
Thy love for me doth now constrain
My heart to seek a power from Thee
To love my gracious Lord again:
Thou wilt, for Thine own mercy sake,
To me the power of faith impart,
I then the just return shall make,
And give Thee all my loving heart.

3418.

[The' effect must from the cause proceed]

This is the love of God, that we keep His, &c. —v. 3.

The' effect must from the cause proceed,
And Thy dear genuine children prove
In truth, reality, and deed,
Obedience is but actual love.

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3419.

[Obedience to our Lord's commands]

Obedience to our Lord's commands,
This, only this can prove
The steadfast ground on which it stands,
The truth of solid love:
By works our loving faith we show,
Our sense of sin forgiven,
And walking in His steps we go
After our Head to heaven.

3420.

[Obedience is the' effect of love]

Obedience is the' effect of love;
We see the fountain from above
In the pellucid stream;
The active principle receive
With Jesus manifest, and live
To serve and honour Him.
But till the love of Christ we gain,
We promise, vow, and strive in vain,
And never can succeed;
Our righteousness as rags unclean,
Our virtue is but splendid sin,
And our best works are dead.
Jesus, Redeemer of mankind,
Give me Thy precious Self to find
In purest love reveal'd;
The love surpassing human thought,
The love which my salvation bought,
And speaks my pardon seal'd.
O might it now my heart o'erflow,
And bring me power in peace to go
Where'er my Pattern trod;

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All the commandments to fulfil,
And execute the perfect will
Of a forgiving God.

3421.

[Jesus, the promised grace we claim]

These things have I written unto you that believe, &c. —v. 13.

Jesus, the promised grace we claim,
The feeblest followers of our Lord
Faintly believing on Thy name,
Confirm, assure us by Thy word,
That conscious of the faith conceal'd,
We now may know the life reveal'd.
Who gently leadest those with young,
Bid every seeking soul rejoice,
Carry us on from weak to strong,
Till govern'd by our Shepherd's voice
In Thee we steadfastly believe,
And all Thy heavenly life receive.

3422.

[We know, by faith we surely know]

We know that the Son of God is come, &c. —v. 20.

We know, by faith we surely know,
The Son of God is come;
Is manifested here below,
And makes our hearts His home:
To us He hath, in special love,
An understanding given,
To recognise Him from above,
The Lord of earth and heaven.
The true and faithful Witness, we
Jehovah's Son confess;
And in the face of Jesus see
Jehovah's smiling face;
In Him we live, and move, and are
United to our Head,
And branches of the Vine, declare
That Christ is God indeed.

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The self-existing God supreme,
Our Saviour we adore,
Fountain of life eternal, Him
We worship evermore.
Out of His plenitude receive
Ineffable delight,
And shall through endless ages live,
Triumphant in His sight.

3423.

[Father of all, we trust in Thee]

Little children, keep yourselves from idols. —v. 21.

Father of all, we trust in Thee
Thy children to secure,
From sin to keep our conscience free,
Our heart from idols pure;
While in an evil world we live,
Lest with our God we part,
And basely to the creature give
Our weak unsettled heart.
The honours worldly men admire,
No longer we pursue,
The sensual, covetous desire,
With watchful care eschew:
Yet still we seek ourselves to please,
One moment left by Thee,
And sink into our old disease,
Our self-idolatry.
Ah, do not Thou our souls forsake
Tempted to turn aside,
An idol of Thy grace to make,
And forfeit it by pride;
With vain delight ourselves to' esteem
For that which Thou hast done,

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Or of our own perfection dream,
And call Thy good our own.
In pity to Thy children, blast
Our self-exulting joy,
Thrust out our images at last,
And utterly destroy:
Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Our nature to remove,
And self shall be for ever lost
In depths of purest love.

II. JOHN.

3424.

[The living principle of grace]

The truth...dwelleth in us, and shall be with, &c. —2.

The living principle of grace,
The faith producing holiness,
Now in our hearts doth dwell;
And still it shall in us abide,
Till saved, and wholly sanctified,
We all Thy fulness feel.
Jesus, we steadfastly believe
The grace Thou dost this moment give
Thou wilt the next bestow;
Wilt keep us every moment here,
And show Thyself the Finisher,
And never let us go.

3425.

[Father of Jesus Christ our Lord]

Grace be with you, mercy, and peace, from &c. —3.

Father of Jesus Christ our Lord,
With Jesus Christ for ever one,
To us who hang upon Thy word
Thy mercy, peace, and grace be shown!

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By grace our guiltiness remove,
Our wretchedness by mercy heal,
And stablish us in faith and love,
By peace, Thy hallowing Spirit's seal.

3426.

[This be the genuine proof of mine]

This is love, that we walk after His commandments. —6.

This be the genuine proof of mine,
If God I love indeed,
To do whate'er His laws enjoin,
In Jesu's steps to tread,
To perfect holiness below,
Yet still on Christ depend;
And walking after Him, I know
My walk in heaven shall end.

3427.

[Howe'er the Nicolaitanes claim]

Whosoever transgresseth, and abideth not in, &c. —9.

Howe'er the Nicolaitanes claim
Our God for theirs with lips impure,
And boast through faith in Jesu's name
Their pardon and salvation sure,
Vain boasters who with sin comply,
Their actions give their lips the lie.
No lot or part with us have they
Who slight the Father and the Son,
Demonstrate, while they disobey,
That God they never yet have known,
Or wash'd from their old sins in vain,
Have to their vomit turn'd again.

3428.

[We, only we believe indeed]

He that abideth in the doctrine of Christ, he, &c. —9.

We, only we believe indeed,
Our faith by our obedience show,
Who follow, by His Spirit led,
And walk as Jesus walk'd below,

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And in His ways continue still,
And all His words with joy fulfil.
Justly we call the Father ours,
The Son we really possess,
And tasting the celestial powers
Go on in holy love and peace,
To meet our Lord from paradise,
To claim our mansions in the skies.

III. JOHN.

3429.

[How can the brethren testify]

The brethren...testified of the truth that is in, &c. —3.

How can the brethren testify
That the true faith resides in me?
On Christ if I indeed rely,
The fruits of grace will show the tree,
And all my life and actions prove
The principle of humble love.
If still I in the truth abide,
If Christ is manifest within,
I walk like Him, nor turn aside,
Till by the truth from inbred sin
Redeem'd, I feel His utmost word,
One flesh, one spirit with my Lord.

3430.

[Jesus, to me the joy impart]

I have no greater joy than to hear that my, &c. —4.

Jesus, to me the joy impart,
Which fills a faithful pastor's heart,
While I my children see
Walk as the heirs to joys above,
Walk in the truth of holy love,
And genuine piety.

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Then would I cheerfully resign
My soul into the hands Divine,
And sing, at my release,
Now lettest Thou Thy servant, Lord,
Depart, according to Thy word,
In everlasting peace.

3431.

[Jesus, out of our hearts remove]

Diotrephes, who loveth to have the preeminence. —9.

Jesus, out of our hearts remove
The bane of self-preferring love,
Which odious in Thy saints appears,
Most odious in Thy ministers:
Let each confess with humble shame,
I nothing have, I nothing am:
The least of saints with pity see,
The chief of sinners save in me!

3432.

[The caution is not vain]

Follow not that which is evil, but that which is good. —11.

The caution is not vain:
We may unfaithful prove,
And turn from God to sin again,
And fall from pardoning love:
Yet will we boldly press
Toward our high calling's prize,
And follow after holiness,
And to perfection rise.
Perfection is the good
Which wrestling saints receive,
Worthy of all to be pursued
Who in our Lord believe:
Perfection is the goal
Which terminates our race;
And come to that, the spotless soul
Expires in His embrace.

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3433.

[What then are they, who dare deride]

He that doeth good is of God: but he that, &c. —11.

What then are they, who dare deride
Thy saints for doing good?
They never saw the Crucified,
Or felt the sprinkled blood:
They never shall our glorious Lord,
Without repentance, see,
For only doers of Thy word
Are saved at last by Thee.

3434.

[By wilful sin the man who wrongs]

By wilful sin the man who wrongs
Himself, his neighbours, or his God,
To Satan, not to Christ belongs:
He knows not that atoning blood,
Nor sees the great Invisible,
But sleeps within the mouth of hell.
The man by faith who truly lives,
And strives his faithfulness to' approve,
Employs the talents he receives
In all the toils of humble love,
May cry with confidence Divine,
I am my God's, and He is mine!

JUDE.

3435.

[Sinners, attend the dreadful word]

Behold, the Lord cometh with ten thousands, &c. —14, 15.

Sinners, attend the dreadful word,
(“The Judge of all, the righteous Lord,
Doth with His holy myriads come,”)
And tremble at your instant doom!

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Ye just, the faithful God and true
Comes, to be glorified in you,
Rejoice to see the Judge descend,
And boldly meet your heavenly Friend!

3436.

[To Zion's sacred top]

But ye, beloved, building up yourselves on, &c. —20, 21.

To Zion's sacred top
Unwearied let us press,
And build each other up
In faith and holiness,
And praying in the Spirit prove
The depth and height of purest love.
The grace with Christ bestow'd
Thus only we retain,
Nearer approach to God,
And all His image gain,
But hang on His mere mercy still,
Till wafted to the heavenly hill.

3437.

[We look for mercy still]

Looking for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ, &c. —21.

We look for mercy still,
The mercy of our Lord,
To keep our helpless souls from ill,
When perfectly restored:
On His preserving grace
The purest saints depend;
And never shall we want it less,
Till grace in glory end.

3438.

[Lord, I believe, Thy mercy's power]

Unto Him that is able to keep you from falling. —24.

Lord, I believe, Thy mercy's power,
Which hath my refuge been,
Will still in every future hour
Preserve my soul from sin:

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The help, for which on Thee I call,
Shall my protection prove;
And into sin I cannot fall,
While hanging on Thy love.

REVELATION.

3439.

[See, ye heirs of sure salvation]

The Revelation of Jesus Christ. —i. 1.

See, ye heirs of sure salvation,
Jesu's most majestic grace,
At His final revelation,
While He pompously displays
All His glories,
All the Godhead in His face!
From the mystic volume hearing
How His kingdom is restored,
Look ye for His last appearing;
True to His prophetic word,
Lo, He cometh!
Go ye forth to meet your Lord.
To His royal proclamation
Manifested here, attend,
In His state of exaltation
While He doth with clouds descend,
Brings the kingdom,
Gives the joy that ne'er shall end.
Power is all to Jesus given:
All His foes must fall before
The great King of earth and heaven,
When He takes His royal power!
Now assume it,
Jesus, reign for evermore!

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3440.

[Come, Divine Interpreter]

Blessed is he that readeth, and they that hear, &c. —i. 3.

Come, Divine Interpreter,
Bring me eyes Thy book to read,
Ears the mystic words to hear,
Words which did from Thee proceed,
Words that endless bliss impart
Kept in an obedient heart.
All who read, or hear, are bless'd,
If Thy plain commands we do,
Of Thy kingdom here possess'd,
Thee we shall in glory view,
(When Thou comest on earth to' abide)
Reign triumphant at Thy side.

3441.

[Grace, the fountain of all good]

Grace be unto you, and peace, from Him, &c. —i. 4, 5.

Grace, the fountain of all good,
Ye happy saints, receive,
With the streams of peace o'erflow'd,
With all that God can give;
He who is, and was, in peace
And grace, and plenitude of power,
Comes your favour'd souls to bless,
And never leave you more!
Let the Spirit before His throne
Mysterious one and seven,
In His various gifts sent down,
Be to the churches given;
Let the pure seraphic joy
From Jesus Christ the Just descend,
Holiness without alloy,
And bliss which ne'er shall end.

3442.

[True and faithful Witness, Thee]

The faithful Witness, and the First-Begotten, &c. —i. 5.

True and faithful Witness, Thee,
O Jesus, we receive;

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Fulness of the Deity,
In all Thy people live;
First-begotten from the dead,
Call forth Thy living witnesses,
King of kings, Thine empire spread
O'er all the ransom'd race.

3443.

[Who can worthily commend]

Unto Him that loved us, and washed us from, &c. —i. 5, 6.

Who can worthily commend
Thy love unsearchable?
Love which made Thee condescend
Our curse and death to feel!
Thou the one eternal God,
Who didst Thyself our ransom pay,
Hast with Thy own precious blood
Wash'd all our sins away.
By the Spirit of our Head
Anointed priests and kings,
Conquerors of the world we tread
On all terrestrial things,
Sit in heavenly places down,
(While yet we in the flesh remain,)
Now partakers of Thy throne
Before Thy Father reign.
In Thy members here beneath
The Intercessor prays,
Here we in Thy Spirit breathe
The quintessence of praise,
Offer up our all to God,
And God beholds with gracious eyes
First the purchase of Thy blood,
And then our sacrifice.

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Jesus, let Thy kingdom come
(Inspired by Thee we pray)
Previous to the general doom,
The everlasting day!
Take possession of Thine own;
And let us then our Saviour see
Glorious on Thy heavenly throne,
Through all eternity.

3444.

[May I throughout this day of Thine]

I was in the Spirit on the Lord's day. —i. 10.

May I throughout this day of Thine
Be in Thy Spirit, Lord,
Spirit of humble fear Divine
That trembles at Thy word,
Spirit of faith my heart to raise,
And fix on things above,
Spirit of sacrifice and praise,
Of holiness and love.

3445.

[Jesus, the first and last]

I am Alpha and Omega, the first and the last. —i. 11.

Jesus, the first and last,
On Thee my soul is cast:
Thou didst Thy work begin
By blotting out my sin;
Thou wilt the root remove,
And perfect me in love.
Yet when the work is done,
The work is but begun:
Partaker of Thy grace,
I long to see Thy face;
The first I prove below,
The last I die to know.

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3446.

[What but Thy right hand of power]

He laid His right hand upon me, saying unto, &c. —i. 17.

What but Thy right hand of power
(Power display'd in perfect love)
Can my confidence restore,
Can my torturing fear remove?
Lord, in this poor grovelling soul
Now Thy Spirit's power exert,
Now my unbelief control,
Purify and calm my heart.
Master, at Thy feet I wait,
Thy reviving voice to hear:
Raise me to my first estate,
Show Thyself the Finisher,
Perfect what Thou hast begun,
And when all my griefs are past,
And when all my work is done,
Glorify my soul at last.

3447.

[Happy the man, who poor and low]

I know thy works. —ii. 2.

Happy the man, who poor and low,
Less goodness in himself conceives
Than Christ doth of His servant know;
Who saved from self-reflection lives,
Unconscious of the grace bestow'd,
Simply resign'd, and lost in God.
Himself he cannot perfect call,
Or to the meanest saint prefer,
Meanest himself, and least of all:
And when the glorious character
His spotless soul with Christ receives,
His state—to that great day he leaves.

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3448.

[Merciful God, vouchsafe to me]

To him that overcometh will I give to eat of, &c. —ii. 7.

Merciful God, vouchsafe to me
That last transcendent victory,
That crown of all Thy graces give,
And bid me in Thine image live,
Till wholly sanctified I rise,
To feast on Christ in paradise.
Christ is the Tree of life Divine;
I live indeed, if Christ be mine:
And when He doth Himself bestow,
My God as I am known, I know,
And all the life of glory prove,
For ever fill'd with heavenly love.

3449.

[Sinner, in thine own esteem]

I know thy...tribulation, and poverty, (but, &c. —ii. 9.

Sinner, in thine own esteem,
Poor and needy if thou art,
Rich thy title is with Him,
Searcher of the reins and heart;
Christ who gave, commends thy grace,
Deigns Himself the poor to praise.

3450.

[Thou, Lord, on whom I still depend]

Be thou faithful unto death, and I will give, &c. —ii. 10.

Thou, Lord, on whom I still depend,
Shalt keep me faithful to the end,
I trust, Thy truth and love and power
Shall save me till my latest hour,
And when I lay this body down,
Reward with an immortal crown.

3451.

[Jesus, in Thy great name I go]

He that overcometh shall not be hurt of the, &c. —ii. 11.

Jesus, in Thy great name I go,
To conquer death, my final foe,
And when I quit this cumbrous clay,
And soar on angels' wings away,

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My soul the second death defies,
And reigns eternal in the skies.

3452.

[Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard]

To him that overcometh will I give to eat of, &c. —ii. 17.

Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard
What Christ hath for His saints prepared,
Who conquer through their Saviour's might,
Who sink into perfection's height,
And trample death beneath their feet,
And gladly die their Lord to meet.
They on the hidden Manna feed,
The heavenly, true, angelic Bread,
Who gain'd on earth a partial taste
Of bliss too exquisite to last,
Obtain His fullest joy above,
And all the sweetness of His love.
Christ shall on them a name bestow
Which no embodied saint can know,
A new inexplicable name,
With God essentially the same!
And what it is they then conceive,
When Christ doth all His fulness give.
Dost Thou desire to know and see
What thy mysterious name shall be?
Contending for thy heavenly home,
Thy latest foe, in death o'ercome;
Till then thou searchest out in vain
What only conquest can explain.
But when the Lord hath closed thine eyes,
And open'd them in paradise,
Receiving thy new name unknown,
Thou read'st it wrote on the white stone,

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Wrote on thy pure humanity
God Three in One and One in Three.

3453.

[Space to repent without the power]

I gave her space to repent. —ii. 21.

Space to repent without the power,
Lord, what would it avail?
But grace attends the added hour
To turn the hovering scale:
If still I slight Thy proffer'd grace,
The fault is mine alone;
Yet if Thy mercy I embrace,
The praise is all Thine own.

3454.

[Thou, Lord, who didst our faith bestow]

That which ye have already hold fast till I come. —ii. 25.

Thou, Lord, who didst our faith bestow,
Must give the power to hold it fast,
Undaunted in Thy steps to go
From the first conflict to the last,
Resolved to toil and suffer on,
Till Thou the second time appear,
Ascend Thy bright millennial throne,
And reign the King of glory here.

3455.

[Jesus, the Son of God, in Thee]

He that overcometh, and keepeth My works, &c. —ii. 26. 27.

Jesus, the Son of God, in Thee
I trust for that last victory,
And kept by my eternal Friend,
I keep Thy works, till life shall end,
Obedient unto death endure,
And find Thy richest promise sure.
So when Thou shalt on earth appear,
To fix Thy heavenly kingdom here,
I shall with my Redeemer join,
Partake the victory Divine,
And clothed with Thy resistless power
The Conqueror of the world adore.

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With Thee in full paternal might
Vested, I shall go forth to fight,
Shall see the nations broke, subdued,
And scatter'd by Thine iron rod,
(Swift as the shiver'd vessel flies,)
And share the triumph of the skies.

3456.

[Jesus, Thou art that Morning-star!]

I will give him the morning star. —ii. 28.

Jesus, Thou art that Morning-star!
Thy brightness in my heart declare,
To me Thine only glory show,
Thine only Self on me bestow,
I want no other light to see,
No other stars or sun but Thee.
Who walk enlighten'd by Thy light
Their morn hath no succeeding night,
They by reflected lustre shine,
And bright in majesty Divine,
Admire with all those stars above,
The Light of life, the God of love.

3457.

[What good remains in me?]

Strengthen the things which remain, that are, &c. —iii. 2.

What good remains in me?
An impotent desire,
A spark of faint sincerity,
But ready to expire:
Father, Thy Spirit bestow;
I ask in Jesu's name,
And thus I strengthen it, and blow
The spark into a flame.
Lord, to Thy cross I flee
In my extreme distress,
And take the strength laid up on Thee
To help my feebleness:

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Grace unto them that faint
Thou promisest to give,
And sure as grace supplies my want,
My dying soul shall live.

3458.

[Happy for ever happy I]

He that overcometh, the same shall be clothed, &c. —iii. 5.

Happy for ever happy I,
If suffer'd with my Lord to die!
O might I gain the victor's right,
The robe of pure unspotted white,
And wear the saints' celestial dress,
The Lord my glorious righteousness.
Soon as I win the vast reward,
The joy for conquerors prepared,
Wrote in the volume of the Lamb
Thou never wilt blot out my name,
But me before Thy Father own,
And rank with angels round Thy throne.

3459.

[Fain would I, Lord, the word receive]

Because thou hast kept the word of My patience, &c. —iii. 10.

Fain would I, Lord, the word receive
Which Thou didst to Thy followers give,
Would suffer in Thy righteous cause,
Daily take up Thy welcome cross,
Thy sorrow and reproach sustain,
And crucified with Thee remain.
Then shall the word on me take place,
The promise of preserving grace,
If still I in the body stay,
To see Thy great vindictive day,
When earth is by Thy fire devour'd,
And all Thy wrath on sinners pour'd.
Whoe'er the patient word retain,
And to that dreadful day remain,

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Thy faithful love shall them conceal,
While all the world Thy judgments feel,
And Thy last plagues to sinners cry,
“Repent, or now—for ever die!”

3460.

[On this my patient soul I stay]

Behold, I come quickly: hold that fast which, &c. —iii. 11.

On this my patient soul I stay,
My Saviour will not long delay:
I hold Thy faithful promise fast,
Till all my suffering days are past:
And if I to the end endure,
The crown prepared for me is sure.

3461.

[Saviour, on me the grace bestow]

Him that overcometh will I make a pillar, &c. —iii. 12.

Saviour, on me the grace bestow
To trample on my mortal foe,
Conqueror of death with Thee to rise,
And claim my station in the skies,
Fix'd as the throne which ne'er can move,
A pillar in Thy church above.
As beautiful, as useful there,
May I that weight of glory bear,
With all who finally o'ercome,
Supporters of the heavenly dome,
Of perfect holiness possest,
For ever in Thy presence blest.
Write upon me the Name Divine,
And let Thy Father's nature shine,
His image visibly exprest,
His glory pouring from my breast
O'er all my bright humanity,
Transform'd into the God I see.
Inscribing with the city's name
The heavenly new Jerusalem,

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To me the victor's title give
Among Thy glorious saints to live,
And all their happiness to know,
A citizen of heaven below.
When Thou hadst all Thy foes o'ercome,
Returning to Thy glorious home,
Thou didst receive the full reward,
That I might share it with my Lord,
And thus Thine own new name obtain,
And one with Thee for ever reign.

3462.

['Twas thus, not yet awaken'd, dead]

Thou sayest, I am rich, &c. —iii. 17.

'Twas thus, not yet awaken'd, dead
In trespasses, I proudly said,
And in my sins went on;
When rich in forms, and outward good,
I never felt my guilty load,
Or knew myself undone.
But now my misery I confess,
I feel my total want of grace,
A needy sinner I!
Wretched, and blind, and stripp'd of all,
O save me, at Thy feet I call,
Or in my sins I die.

3463.

[Gladly I take Thy love's advice]

I counsel thee to buy of Me gold tried in the fire, &c. —iii. 18.

Gladly I take Thy love's advice,
While without money, without price,
I come Thy grace to buy,
Faith as the golden bullion pure,
Which can the fiery test endure,
And all my wants supply.

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I come to buy that richest dress,
The saints' unspotted holiness,
The covering from above;
To swallow up my sinful shame,
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am,
In purity of love.
All things that I may clearly see,
The Spirit which proceeds from Thee,
The unction I implore:
O might I now the blessing gain,
The sight of Thee my Lord obtain,
And never lose it more.
Jesus, Thy promised Spirit impart,
To cure the blindness of my heart,
Mine unbelief to chase,
That I Thine open face may see,
And spend a blest eternity
In ecstasies of praise.

3464.

[It is the Lord, who doth not grieve]

As many as I love, I rebuke and chasten. —iii. 19.

It is the Lord, who doth not grieve,
Or needlessly reprove;
Saviour, I thankfully receive
The tokens of Thy love:
The tokens of Thy love I prize,
By answering Thine intent,
By listening to Thy rod that cries,
“Be zealous, and repent.”

3465.

[Jesus, I fain would find]

Be zealous. —iii. 19.

Jesus, I fain would find
Thy zeal for God in me,
Thy yearning pity for mankind,
Thy burning charity:

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In me Thy Spirit dwell,
In me Thy bowels move,
So shall the fervour of my zeal
Be the pure flame of love.

3466.

[Saviour, I know Thy gracious will]

Behold, I stand at the door, and knock: if, &c. —iii. 20.

Saviour, I know Thy gracious will,
Thou waitest for admittance still,
Thy knock, Thy mercy's voice I hear,
And open wide my heart sincere,
I use the power my Lord doth give,
And gladly now Thyself receive.
Enter with all Thy fulness in,
And cast out this intruder sin,
Challenge Thy dear-bought property,
And pleased with what Thou bring'st to me,
(The good which comes from Thee alone,)
Vouchsafe to banquet on Thine own.
Nothing have I to offer Thee
But wretchedness and poverty:
O wouldst Thou in Thy servant find
The lowly, meek, and patient mind,
Dispread Thine image o'er my breast,
And on Thy own perfection feast.
Then should I with my Saviour sup,
To the third heaven at last caught up,
Obtain the bliss begun below,
(The bliss I now would die to know,)
Sit down, O King of saints, with Thee,
And feast to all eternity.

3467.

[Stupendous mystery of grace!]

To him that overcometh will I grant to sit, &c. —iii. 21.

Stupendous mystery of grace!
Shall one of Adam's sinful race,

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Shall I, the sinners' chief, sit down,
With God, and His eternal Son,
And shine like Jesus glorified,
Triumphant at my Saviour's side!
Then let me meet my three-fold foe,
And conquering on to conquer go,
Arm'd with His sword, and mind, and name,
Who hell, the world, and sin o'ercame,
And get the final victory,
And die for Him, who died for me.
O Thou who hast the victory won,
Regard me from Thy Father's throne,
Regard my faith, (which is not mine,)
My humble confidence Divine,
That Thou wilt all my foes subdue,
And bring me more than conqueror through.
Full of the pure immortal hope,
I fill Thine after-sufferings up,
Conform'd to an expiring God,
I strive, resisting unto blood,
And mounting on Thy cross arise,
To share Thy throne above the skies.

3468.

[Lamb of God, Thy right we own]

Thou art worthy to take the book, and to, &c. —v. 9, 10.

Lamb of God, Thy right we own;
Worthy Thou, and Thou alone,
The mysterious book to' explain
Teeming with the fates of man,
Thou shalt open every seal,
Every prophecy fulfil.
Power executive is Thine:
Prodigal of blood Divine,

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Thou hast dearly bought Thine own,
Laid the precious ransom down,
Given by Thy Father's grace,
Slain for all our helpless race.
We who in Thy death confide,
Conscious of Thy blood applied,
Now the gospel-blessing prove,
Fruit of Thy redeeming love,
Daily find in serving Thee,
Love is perfect liberty.
By the Spirit of Thy grace
Thy distinguish'd witnesses,
Out of all the worldly throng,
Every nation, tribe, and tongue,
Call'd, and separated for Thine,
Now we in Thine image shine.
Thou hast by Thy hallowing blood
Consecrated us to God,
And we in the holiest place,
Offer up our prayer and praise,
Ceaseless Abba Father cry,
Kings and priests of the Most-High.
Mightier joys ordain'd to know,
When Thou com'st to reign below,
We shall at Thy side sit down,
Partners of Thy great white throne,
Kings a thousand years with Thee,
Kings through all eternity.

3469.

[Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain]

Worthy is the Lamb that was slain to, &c. —v. 12.

Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain
The power, and riches to obtain,

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The wisdom, strength, and dignity,
The glory, Lord, is due to Thee,
The blessing by Thine angels given,
The seven-fold praise of earth and heaven!

3470.

[Father, to Thee and to the Lamb]

Every creature which is in heaven, and on, &c. —v. 13.

Father, to Thee and to the Lamb
Exalted above every name,
Is render'd now in various ways
Thy debt of universal praise;
And all in heaven, and earth, and sea,
And hell itself bow down to Thee.
Blessing to God the heavens cry,
And honour all on earth reply,
The sea with all therein adore
The matchless wonders of Thy power,
And all the hellish spirits below
The glory of Thy justice show.

3471.

[What doth that silence mean?]

There was silence in heaven. —viii. 1.

What doth that silence mean?
Can man or angel show?
Away this noisy world between,
And let me die to know!

3472.

[Now is the saints' salvation come]

Now is come salvation, and strength, and, &c. —xii. 10–12.

Now is the saints' salvation come,
The strength that slays that beast of Rome,
The kingdom of our God below,
The power of Christ against our foe,
Which forces Satan to submit,
For ever bruised beneath our feet.
Now the old dragon is o'erthrown,
The' accuser of the saints cast down,
The grand deceiver of mankind,
Who brought their secret sins to mind,

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And charged them at the bar of God,
Till cover'd with their Saviour's blood.
But trusting in the martyr'd Lamb,
The witnesses their foe o'ercame,
The blood that calm'd their sprinkled hearts,
By that they quench'd his fiery darts,
And holding fast the sacred word
They slew him with the Spirit's sword.
Arm'd with the dear Redeemer's mind
Their lives they cheerfully resign'd,
Ambitious of the torturing flame,
They show'd the power of Jesu's name,
Rejoiced their faithfulness to prove,
And paid Him back His dying love.
Sing, ye inhabitants of heaven,
The kingdom to Messias given,
To' extol the power of love Divine
Let all His saints and angels join,
(While endless ages roll along,)
And shout the Lamb's triumphant song.

3473.

[By the blood of the Lamb]

By the blood of the Lamb
Our companions o'ercame;
And its virtue continues for ever the same.
The world, and its god
Shall again be subdued
By the virtue Divine of our Advocate's blood.
For all it was shed;
And He rose from the dead,
His atoning oblation for sinners to plead:
He prays for His own:
His blood shall pray on,
Till redeem'd from all sin we ascend to His throne.

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3474.

[The smoke alas, must still ascend]

The smoke of their torment ascendeth up, &c. —xiv. 11.

The smoke alas, must still ascend,
And never will their torment end,
No respite can the damn'd obtain,
No interval of rest from pain:
Millions of years shall pass away,
Nor shorten the eternal day,
While still in blasphemies they own
Their punishment but just begun.
Vain, wretched man, whose fond desire
Would quench the everlasting fire,
Or teach it will not always last
After a course of æons past;
O mayst thou never, never know
The dark abyss of endless woe,
Or in its literal strictness feel
The truth of an eternal hell.
 

Ages.

3475.

['Tis thus we in our manner say]

They have no rest day nor night. —xiv. 11.

'Tis thus we in our manner say,
They have no respite night or day,
For in eternal night shut up,
They have no day, no sun, no hope!

3476.

[The saints who die of Christ possest]

They...rest from their labours; and their, &c. —xiv. 13.

The saints who die of Christ possest,
Enter into immediate rest;
For them no farther test remains
Of purging fires and torturing pains:
Who trusting in their Lord depart,
Cleansed from all sin, and pure in heart,
The bliss unmix'd, the glorious prize,
They find with Christ in paradise.
Close follow'd by their works they go,
Their Master's purchased joy to know;

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Their works enhance the bliss prepared,
And each hath its distinct reward:
Yet glorified by grace alone
They cast their crowns before the throne,
And fill the echoing courts above
With praises of redeeming Love.

3477.

[Great and marvellous in grace]

Great and marvellous are Thy works, Lord God, &c. —xv. 3.

Great and marvellous in grace
Is our almighty Lord,
True and righteous are Thy ways
By all Thy works adored!
King of saints, Thy kingdom near
Judgments manifest proclaim,
Holy God, the world shall fear
And bless Thy glorious name.

3478.

[Let all the sons of light]

Behold, I come as a thief. Blessed is he that, &c. —xvi. 15.

Let all the sons of light
Expect their Lord to come,
Unlook'd for, in the dead of night,
A sleeping world to doom:
Let all who Jesus know,
To meet their God prepare,
And pass their every hour below
In watching unto prayer.
Long as I watch, I keep
The blessing once bestow'd,
But forfeit, if again I sleep,
The richest grace of God;
Exposed and stripp'd of all
The' apostate's doom I feel,
And from perfection's summit fall
Into the deepest hell.

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3479.

[Sing with glad anticipation]

Alleluia: for the Lord God omnipotent reigneth. —xix. 6.

Sing with glad anticipation,
Mortals and immortals sing,
Jesus comes with full salvation,
Jesus doth His glory bring,
Hallelujah,
God omnipotent is King!

3480.

[Myself how shall I ready make?]

His wife hath made herself ready. —xix. 7.

Myself how shall I ready make?
Hold of Thy strength, O Christ, I take
By humble faith and love:
And while I in Thy wounds abide,
Thy hallowing blood prepares the bride,
To share the feast above.
I yield to be by Thee prepared
For all that unconceived reward
So dearly bought for me:
Thine image on my heart impress,
And God, and glory in Thy face
I shall for ever see.

3481.

[Can ye the Spirit's course confine]

The testimony of Jesus is the spirit of prophecy. —xix. 10.

Can ye the Spirit's course confine,
Or teach the Master whom to use?
Prophets to send, O Lord, is Thine;
And if Thou still the meanest choose,
Open our mouth, enlarge our heart,
To preach the all-redeeming God,
Thousands and myriads to convert,
And seal the record with our blood.

3482.

[Thou great, mysterious Three in One]

His name shall be in their foreheads. —xxii. 4.

Thou great, mysterious Three in One,
Thou art to all Thy people known,
Wrote on our hearts Thy name is Grace,
But Glory, written on our face!

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3483.

[The church in her militant state]

The Spirit and the bride say, Come. —xxii. 17.

The church in her militant state
Is weary, and cannot forbear,
The saints in an agony wait
To see Him again in the air,
The Spirit invites, in the bride,
Her heavenly Lord to descend,
And place her enthroned at His side
In glory that never shall end.

3484.

[The news of His coming I hear]

And let him that heareth say, Come. —xxii. 17.

The news of His coming I hear,
And join in the catholic cry,
O Jesus, in triumph appear,
Appear on the clouds of the sky!
Whom only I languish to love,
With fulness of majesty come,
And give me a mansion above,
And take to my heavenly home.

3485.

[The thirsty are call'd to their Lord]

And let him that is athirst come. —xxii. 17.

The thirsty are call'd to their Lord,
His glorious appearing to see:
And drawn by the power of His word,
The promise, I know, is for me:
I thirst for the streams of Thy grace,
I gasp for the Spirit of love,
I long for a glimpse of Thy face,
And then to behold Thee above.
Thy call I exult to obey,
And come in the Spirit of prayer,
Thy joy in that happiest day
Thy kingdom of glory to share;
To drink the pure river of bliss,
With life everlasting o'erflow'd,

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Implunged in the crystal abyss,
And lost in an ocean of God!

3486.

[A fountain of life and of grace]

Whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely. —xxii. 17.

A fountain of life and of grace
In Christ our Redeemer we see;
For us who His offers embrace,
For all it is open and free!
Jehovah Himself doth invite
To drink of His pleasures unknown,
The streams of immortal delight,
That flow from His heavenly throne.
As soon as in Him we believe,
By faith of His Spirit we take,
And freely forgiven, receive
The mercy for Jesus's sake;
We gain a pure drop of His love,
The life of eternity know,
Angelical happiness prove,
And witness a heaven below.

3487.

[The promise is free]

The promise is free,
And accomplish'd shall be
In all that are thirsty and willing like me.
Made willing I am,
And, O Father, I claim
The water of life in my Advocate's name.
Obliged to impart
The Blessing Thou art,
And to open a Fountain of life in my heart:
Now let me receive
What Thou longest to give,
And in Jesus's Spirit eternally live.

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3488.

[Jesus, come, my soul's Physician]

Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, &c. —xxii. 20.

Jesus, come, my soul's Physician,
Help afford,
Save me, Lord,
In my lost condition:
My poor soul is worse than sickly;
O draw nigh,
Ere I die,
Come, and save me quickly!

3489.

[Come, King of saints, so long conceal'd]

Come, King of saints, so long conceal'd,
In majesty Divine reveal'd
With glorious pomp, and heavenly power,
All things unto Thyself subdue,
Restore, create them all anew,
And reign when time shall be no more.
Shorten the great extreme distress,
Fulfil Thy largest promises,
For which the bride and Spirit groan:
Thy groan in all Thy creatures hear,
And now the' almighty Lord appear,
Appear on Thine eternal throne!

3490.

[Come, Thou everlasting Son]

Come, Thou everlasting Son,
Jesus, King of saints, appear;
On the great refulgent throne,
Manifest Thy Godhead here!
Lord of the new earth and skies,
Crown the venerable train;
Bid that final empire rise,
Present with Thine ancients reign.
Bridegroom of Thy church appear
Swift descending on the sky,

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Thy own mind's Interpreter
Hear in Thy own members cry,
Banish'd from Thy face we mourn,
Cannot in Thine absence rest:
Bless us, Lord, with Thy return,
O receive us to Thy breast.
Hast Thou not prepared the place,
Fitted up the house for me;
Me, and all the dear-bought race,
All who cleave by faith to Thee?
Are we not Thy flesh and bone,
Born out of our Husband's side?
Come, and claim us for Thine own,
Quickly come to fetch Thy bride!

3491.

[Jesus, Thou dear redeeming Lord]

The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ be with, &c. —xxii. 21.

Jesus, Thou dear redeeming Lord,
The kingdom of Thy peace restored
Let all Thy followers perceive,
And happy in Thy Spirit live,
Retain the grace with Thee bestow'd,
The favour, and the power of God.
Give all Thy saints to find in Thee
The fulness of the Deity,
His nature, life, and mind to prove
In perfect holiness and love;
Fountain of grace Thyself make known,
With God and man for ever one.
Still with and in Thy people dwell,
Thy gracious plenitude reveal,
Till coming with Thy heavenly train
We eye to eye behold the Man,
And share Thy majesty Divine,
And mount our thrones encircling Thine.

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APPENDIX. CONTAINING HYMNS AND POEMS FROM VARIOUS SOURCES.


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WAITING FOR REDEMPTION.

Brimfull of all evil, and void of all good,
Heavy laden with guilt and o'erwhelm'd with the load,
At Jesus's feet a mere sinner I lie,
A sinner at Jesus's feet cannot die.
Sick of every disease that a spirit can know,
I out of myself for a remedy go;
The remedy gushes from Jesus's side,
And my soul shall be heal'd when His blood is applied.

TO BE SUNG IN A TUMULT.

Ye children of God, Your Father adore,
By Satan unawed Rejoice evermore,
Where Christians assemble He always is near,
But Satan may tremble, For Jesus is here.

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We trust in our Lord, Our Saviour and King,
Him true to His word We joyfully sing,
By steadfast reliance On Jesus's blood
We set at defiance The world and its god.
He walks to and fro, And seeks to devour
Poor sinners below, Who yield to his power;
But we cannot fear him The children of light,
Our music shall scare him, And put him to flight.
He flees at the sound Of Jesus's name,
Our triumphs abound Through Jesus the Lamb,
Our Jesus the bruiser For sinners who bled,
Casts down the accuser And crushes his head.

THE FIERY TRIAL.

Sing we to our God above
Saved by His unwearied love,
Kept throughout the fiery hour
Let us show forth all His power.
Join with me the heavenly choirs,
Praise Him, praise Him in the fires,
There He walks with you and me,
See Him! in the furnace see!
Lo the' incarnate God appears!
Know Him by the form He wears,
Wears for us, and not in vain,
Son of God, and Son of man!
Tempted souls, your Lord descry
Still in your temptation nigh;
Sin is nigh, but Christ is nigher,
Bids us walk unburnt in fire.

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Jesus doth with us remain;
Satan, heat thy forge again
Seven times hotter than before;
Jesus stays till all is o'er.
He doth by His presence arm,
Sin and Satan cannot harm;
Flames their burning power forget,
Quench'd by Jesu's bleeding feet.
Jesus holds us by the hand,
Cover'd by His power we stand,
Stand, and walk, and run, and fly,
Sin, the world, and hell defy.
All their banded powers we dare,
Faith the fiery test shall bear,
Shine, as gold when fully tried,
More than seven times purified.
Senseless now of all its heat,
We shall soon the furnace quit,
Unconsumed, unhurt appear,
Free from sin and Satan here.
Sin could not (we then shall show)
Hurt the souls that Jesus know,
Could not even our clothes impair,
Could not singe a single hair.
Far from all the smell of fire,
We shall then to heaven aspire,
Live on earth like those above,
Perfected in sinless love.

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THE GIFT OF THE HOLY SPIRIT.

All glory and praise To Jesus our Lord,
So plenteous in grace So true to His word!
To us He hath given The gift from above,
The earnest of heaven The Spirit of love.
The truth of our God We boldly assert,
His love shed abroad And power in your heart
Ye all may inherit On Jesus who call;
The gift of His Spirit Is proffer'd to all.
His witness within By faith we receive,
And ransom'd from sin In righteousness live;
Through Jesus's passion We gladly possess
A present salvation, A kingdom of peace.
The peace and the power, Ye sinners embrace,
And look for the shower, The Spirit of grace,
The gift and the Giver We all shall receive,
For ever and ever Within us to live.

A THANKSGIVING.

Join all who feel the' atoning blood
And know their sins forgiven,
To magnify the Saviour-God
Who turns our hell to heaven.
Worthy the Lamb that died for man
All honour to receive,
Whate'er we are, or have, or can
To Thee, O Christ, we give.
Triumphant with the saints above
We now our voices raise,
To' extol the height of pardoning love,
The depth of Jesu's grace.

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His grace shall quickly lift us up
Our utmost heaven to share:
Rejoice, rejoice in glorious hope
We all shall meet Him there.

HOSEA II. 14, 15.

Lift up your hearts to things above,
Ye partners in distress;
Allured and brought by Jesu's love
Into the wilderness,
With us expect again to hear
His comfortable voice,
And feel His great salvation near,
And evermore rejoice.
From hence He shall our comforts raise,
From hence our vineyards give;
And by His all-restoring grace
Our drooping souls revive.
He from the depth of misery
Shall lift His mourners up,
And lo! He gives us now to see
An open door of hope.
Even now we sweetly call to mind
The former gospel-days,
The joy of our first love we find
The ecstasy of grace.
We sing the glories of the Lamb,
And feel His blood applied,
As when we out of Egypt came
But newly justified.

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GENESIS XLIX. 18.

Long have I waited, Lord,
For Thy salvation here,
And hoped, according to Thy word,
To see it soon appear:
To see Thee passing by,
All-glorious from above,
The Lord of hosts, the Lord Most-High,
The God of pardoning love.
Thyself Jehovah's Son
Discover to my heart,
That when I have my Saviour known,
I may in peace depart:
May Thee, the world's Desire,
With arms of faith embrace,
And then, with yon enraptured choir,
For ever see Thy face.

MATTHEW V. 8.

Blessed are the pure in heart,
Prepared their God to see!
Jesus, to my soul impart
The spotless purity:
Let Thy grace my soul o'erflow,
And all my sinfulness remove;
Thus the' essential bliss bestow,
The purity of love.
Let Thy Spirit to me explain
The mystery unknown,
Cleansed from every sinful stain,
To love my God alone:

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Give me, Lord, the grace to feel,
The length, and breadth, and depth, and height;
Then Thy glorious Self reveal,
And turn my faith to sight.

THE CHRISTIAN TEMPER.

[_]

(A Fragment.)

Tired with the follies of mankind,
And all their miserable ways,
Shall I not cast them all behind,
And fly the vile degenerate race?
'Scape to the desert or the cell,
And bid the evil world farewell?
Foolish, alas! the hope, and vain,
While from myself I cannot flee:
I bear about the wretched man;
The evil world remains in me;
And who for human baseness groan
I only murmur at my own.
It nought avails me to exclaim
At evils which myself increase;
On others to transfer the blame,
Indulge my passion's wild excess;
Or sullenly my plague to hide,
The angry littleness of pride.
Suffice for this the season past,
If I have given my passions vent;
My censures on the guilty pass'd,
As I alone were innocent;
Exempted from the general stain,
And raised to something more than man.

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O might I, as my Lord, survey
With calm concern the world below!
He did not start, nor fly away,
Abhor the helpless sons of woe,
Himself from His own flesh conceal;
But stay'd, and bore their utmost ill.
The city drunk with martyrs' blood
He saw with grief, but not with hate;
With tears the harden'd ruffians view'd,
And tenderly bewail'd their fate;
Commended to His Father's care,
And saved them by His dying prayer.

FOR REDEMPTION.

Out of the deep of late despair
For help, and holiness I cry,
Reject not, Lord, a leper's prayer,
But save, or in my sins I die.
These evil thoughts, these foul desires,
Nor man, nor angel, can remove,
For oh, my nature's plague requires
Thy whole omnipotence of love.
Thy hand, Thy gracious power exert,
And touch me, Saviour, with Thy blood;
My leprosy shall then depart,
And leave me pure, and just, and good.
Thy blood, which pleaded on the cross,
Still prevalent for sinners cries:
It speaks, and it hath gain'd my cause,
And bought my mansion in the skies.

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IN TEMPTATION.

I.

[Jesus to Thee I would look up]

Jesus to Thee I would look up
Toss'd in a storm of passion,
Thou art the Anchor of my hope,
Thou art my strong Salvation;
Pity and save a soul distress'd
Till I the port recover,
O that I in Thy wounds might rest,
Till all the storm is over.
Great is the storm that works within,
Jesus's grace is greater;
Thou art above the power of sin,
Thou art my great Creator:
Speak, and at Thy supreme command
Trouble and sin shall leave me;
Stir up Thy strength, stretch out Thy hand,
Say “It is I,” and save me.
Give me this hour Thy help to find,
Show me Thy great salvation,
So will I sing to all mankind,
In loving admiration,
O what a Man, a God, is this!
Nature is still before Him;
Lo at His word the winds and seas
Suddenly calm'd adore Him.

II.

[Jesus, in sore temptation's hour]

Jesus, in sore temptation's hour
May I not trust Thy truth and power?
Surely I would Thy word embrace,
And hang on Thy sufficient grace.

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Thou canst Thy weakest servant keep,
That I shall neither fall nor slip;
Shall never let the tempter in,
Or yield to my besetting sin.
Least of Thy faithful people I
Do on Thy mighty arm rely,
Who promisest with us to stay,
And watch Thy vineyard night and day.
Stay then, my aid in time of need,
Nor into sore temptation lead;
But check the wanderings of my will,
And save me from the dreaded ill.
Thou know'st the treachery of my heart
Ready to take the tempter's part;
But kept, Thy saving health to see,
I side, against myself, with Thee:
Thou wilt in me Thy arm reveal,
And freely my backslidings heal;
And, fill'd with love's abiding power,
I then shall never grieve Thee more.

III.

[Me, Lord, if Thou one moment leave]

Me, Lord, if Thou one moment leave,
That moment I from Thee depart,
Fall into my own sin, and give
The fiend possession of my heart.
Ah do not at a distance stand,
Or from my helpless soul remove:
Trouble and sin are hard at hand,
And none can save me but Thy love.

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Exposed continually I am
To fiends, and men, and passion's power;
Or pluck the brand out of the flame,
Or turn aside the fiery hour.
I feel throughout my evil day
Temptation intimately near;
O could I without ceasing pray,
And always watch, and always fear!
O could I faithfully embrace
Thy promise, Lord, as made to me,
“I will refresh thy soul with grace,
Will every moment water thee!”
Jesus, for this to Thee I cry,
Upon my thirsty, gasping soul
Pour out Thy Spirit from on high,
And make the wilderness a pool.
Spirit of grace, spring up in me,
And fit me for a throne above,
Fountain of life and purity,
Fountain of holiness and love.
Emptied of selfishness and pride
If Thou my loving spirit fill,
I never more shall start aside,
But prove, and do Thy perfect will.
Love incompatible with sin
If Thou dost in Thyself bestow,
The heavenly principle within
In streams of purest life shall flow:
My days shall then be all employ'd
In praises for the blessings given,
And I shall serve my gracious God,
Obedient as the church in heaven.

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IN UNCERTAINTY.

Feeble in body, and in mind,
Saviour, I cast them both on Thee,
With humble confidence to find
Thy perfect strength display'd in me.
Entangled in the worldly snare,
With sore perplexity distress'd,
O'erwhelm'd with mountain-loads of care,
Beneath Thy mercy's wings I rest.
Thou seest I know not what to do,
But fix mine eyes on Thee alone,
Till Thou Thy secret counsel show,
And bring the blind by ways unknown.
If Thou direct my paths aright,
If Thou before Thy servant go,
The darkness shall be turn'd to light,
The mountains at Thy presence flow:
The crooked things shall at Thy word
Be straight, the rugged places plain,
The creatures all obey their Lord,
And be whate'er Thy will ordain:
My soul, escaped the fowler's net,
Above all earthly things shall soar,
Or fall at my Deliverer's feet,
And love, and wonder, and adore.

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THE BIRTH OF CHRIST.

The solemn hour is come
For God made visible,
Fruit of a virgin's womb,
A man with men to dwell;
The Saviour of the world to' appear,
And found His heavenly kingdom here.
The sinner's Sacrifice,
The Head of angels see,
From Jesse's stem arise;
And grasp the Deity!
His sacred flesh the only shrine
That holds Immensity Divine.
Let all mankind abase
Their souls before the Lord,
And humbly prostrate, praise
The great incarnate Word,
And welcome Jesus from above,
With joy, and gratitude, and love.

“PREPARATORY.”

As on my dying bed
I for salvation stay,

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As bowing now my head
For grace and mercy pray;
Earnest of happiness above,
Come, Lord, and bless me with Thy love.
Thy love must be the seal
Of all my sins forgiven;
Thy hallowing love reveal,
And make me meet for heaven.
Unite to Thee my loving heart,
And neither life nor death shall part.
My last decisive hour
Is present now with Thee:
Defend me from his power,
Disarm mine enemy;
And trampling on my stingless foe,
With Thee into Thy joy I go.
My ransom'd spirit I
Into Thy hands commend,
With my Redeemer die,
And on Thy cross ascend,
And folded in Thy dear embrace,
Behold my Saviour face to face.

THE WORD OF GOD.

The word of God by all confess'd,
Of truth the' indubitable test,
My perfect rule I own;
The word which doth His mind reveal
To those who would perform His will,
And worship Him alone.

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'Tis here I seek and hope to find
The Lord, who hath my heart inclined
Himself to serve and please:
I ask His Spirit's promised light
To guide my wandering feet aright
Into the way of peace.
The word doth Christ, the Word, declare;
The Spirit, His own Interpreter,
Doth testify of Thee,
Son of the living God Most High,
Born for a sinful world to die,
Thy death hath ransom'd me.
Thy Spirit doth the power infuse,
Through which I now my Chooser choose;
He breaks my heart of stone;
From Him my holiness proceeds,
My faith, and hope, and love that leads
Directly to Thy throne.
Through Him the Crucified I know,
And let all other knowledge go,
As trivial, void, and vain:
And, bless'd with evidence Divine,
And certified that Thou art mine,
Eternal life I gain.
Thy Spirit doth the truth reveal,
The Pledge, the Witness, and the Seal
To all believers given;
Thy word of all-sufficient grace
Prepares me for that happy place,
And builds me up to heaven.

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SACRAMENTAL HYMNS.

I.

[This solemn exhibition]

This solemn exhibition,
Of Jesus on the tree,
With tears of true contrition,
With broken hearts we see;
We see Him bleed and languish
Beneath the wrath Divine:
O God, was ever anguish,
Was ever love, like Thine!
Who would not be partaker
Of that most sacred pain,
And suffer with his Maker
The griefs that still remain?
Now on His cross relying
We feel His sorrows past,
And bear about His dying
Till nature breathes her last.

II.

[To Him we have nail'd to the tree]

To Him we have nail'd to the tree
We look, and in bitterness mourn!
The wounds were inflicted by me,
By me was He mangled and torn;
I platted the thorns on His head,
I piercèd His hands and His side;
But the blood an atonement hath made,
And the Lamb for His murderers died.
To the Father of mercies we show
The death of His innocent Son,
And what we exhibit below
With His prayers He presents at the throne.

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The Father our Advocate hears,
The Saviour His virtue exerts,
Our sorrow the Comforter cheers
With a pardon inscribed on our hearts.

FOR A PREACHER OF THE GOSPEL.

Help, Lord, the weakest instrument
Thy sovereign grace hath ever sent
To publish and proclaim
The reigning power and peace of God,
General redemption in Thy blood,
And pardon through Thy name.
Whilst preaching gospel to the poor,
My soul impoverish, and secure
By deep humility;
Safe in Thy wounds a novice hide,
Then shall I preach Thee crucified,
And nothing know but Thee.
To' exalt myself I would not speak,
Or proud of my own talents, seek
The praise of flattering man;
But serve Thee with a single eye,
And, while Thy name I magnify,
Thy approbation gain.
With pride that I may never swell,
Or my supposed importance feel,
Vouchsafe me, Lord, the grace
To loathe myself in my own eyes,
Myself deny, renounce, despise,
And take the lowest place.

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Here may I covet no reward,
Or trifles temporal regard,
Or reckon earth my home;
But things invisible desire,
And wait for my appointed hire
Till the great Shepherd come.
A life of poverty and toil,
A thousand lives, one gracious smile
Of Thine will overpay,
If Thou receive me with “Well done!”
And for Thy faithful servant own,
In that triumphant day.

FOR THE METHODIST PREACHERS.

O thou, whose soul-transforming grace,
By foolish things, and weak, and base,
Even now Thy work revives;
Open our mouths, to preach Thy word,
And help us, O almighty Lord,
To preach it by our lives.
The solemn thoughtfulness impart
Composing every serious heart
Into a solid frame:
O'erwhelm us with an awful sense
How great the gospel to dispense,
And speak in Jesu's name.
Give us to walk as in Thy sight,
To order all our converse right,
By Jesu's presence awed:
No idle word, or laughter vain,
Or gesture light, debase the man,
The messenger of God.

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The mirth of fools, the jest unfit,
The trifling levity of wit,
Far off from us remove;
Throughout our even lives appear
The power of godliness sincere,
The dignity of love.
In all our intercourse below
O may our whole deportment show
The tempers of our Lord:
Lowly our hearts, like His, and meek,
Our words, our looks, our silence speak
The virtue of the word.
The word which we declare and feel,
In us O let it richly dwell,
Yet outwardly express'd
In purest flames of fervent love,
While all our hallow'd actions prove
The fire within our breast.
Here may it ever, ever burn,
Our souls into Thy likeness turn,
Till, perfectly restored,
With joy our glorious course we end,
And in the Prophet's car ascend
To meet our smiling Lord.

AT GOING ON SHIPBOARD.

Lord, whom winds and seas obey,
Guide us through the watery way;
In the hollow of Thy hand
Hide, and bring us safe to land.

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Jesus, let our faithful mind
Rest, on Thee alone reclined;
Every anxious thought repress,
Keep our souls in perfect peace.
Keep the souls whom now we leave,
Bid them to each other cleave;
Bid them walk on life's rough sea;
Bid them come by faith to Thee.
Save, till all these tempests end,
All who on Thy love depend;
Waft our happy spirits o'er;
Land us on the heavenly shore.

ANOTHER.

Lord of earth, and air, and sea,
Supreme in power and grace,
Under Thy protection, we
Our souls and bodies place.
Bold an unknown land to try,
We launch into the foaming deep;
Rocks, and storms, and deaths defy,
With Jesus in the ship.
Who the calm can understand,
In a believer's breast?
In the hollow of His hand
Our souls securely rest:
Winds may rise, and seas may roar,
We on His love our spirits stay;
Him with quiet joy adore,
Whom winds and seas obey.

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A PRAYER FOR RAIN.

God of Elijah hear,
The same in every age;
If every faithful worshipper
May still Thy help engage;
If what we humbly claim
Is to believers given,
And fervent prayers in Jesu's name
Can shut, and open heaven.
But our unworthiness
Our prayers and hopes withstands;
And sin, the cause of our distress,
Ties up Thy bounteous hands;
The men to evil sold,
Who fall from bad to worse,
Good things they from us all withhold,
And bring the barren curse.
The heaven above our head
As brass intensely burns,
The thirsty earth on which we tread
Sin into iron turns:
Yet show Thy gracious power,
With soft refreshing rain
With many a kind reviving shower
O bless our earth again.
Till Thou the answer give,
Preventing our request,
To Thee, O Lord, the time we leave,
And in Thy pleasure rest:

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But while we join the cry
Of saints around the throne,
The opening windows of the sky
Shall send the blessing down.

A PRAYER FOR FAIR WEATHER.

Righteous God, whose awful frown
The rainy torrent pours,
Sends the' impetuous judgment down
In never-ceasing showers,
Listening to Thy people's cry
Who cannot seek Thy face in vain,
Stay the bottles of the sky,
And smile on earth again.
Winds and storms their charge fulfil,
By Thy direction blow,
Execute Thy vengeful will,
And plague the world below:
Winds and storms before Thee fly,
If so Thy sovereign word ordain;
Stay the bottles of the sky,
And smile on earth again.
Though our mighty sins demand
The' impending curse of God,
Spare, oh spare a guilty land,
Nor send a second flood:
On Thy promise we rely,
Thy sign doth in the cloud remain;
Stay the bottles of the sky,
And smile on earth again.

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Praying faith on us bestow,
And then incline Thine ear;
Faith's effectual prayer we know
Thou wilt through Jesus hear;
If in us His Spirit cry
Thou wilt the liquid plague restrain,
Stay the bottles of the sky,
And smile on earth again.
Hear us in our time of need
For Jesu's sake above;
Worthless in ourselves, we plead
The merits of Thy Son;
Hear our Advocate on high,
Who must His people's suit obtain;
Stay the bottles of the sky,
And smile on earth again.
With Elijah's faith endow'd,
Presenting our request,
Wrestling in the prayer of God
We will not let Thee rest,
Till Thy providence reply,
And hearkening to the voice of man
Shut the windows of the sky,
And smile on earth again.

ON A JOURNEY.

Jesus be mercifully nigh
In danger's trying hour,
And let our feebleness rely
On Thy almighty power.

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Before us in the desert go,
And guard on every side,
And give our faithful souls to know
Their everlasting Guide.
Our tutelary Rock, extend
Thy cool refreshing shade,
From every threatening ill defend,
And screen Thy people's head.
Give us in our dejected state
Thy present help to find,
Nor let the weary body's weight
Press down the' immortal mind.
Thee may we every moment see
Pursuing and pursued,
And drink the streams that flow from Thee,
And feel our strength renew'd.

ON RETURNING HOME.

Jesu Thy goodness I proclaim,
Thy guardian care confess,
While safe returning in Thy name
I see my house in peace.
'Scaped from a world of anxious grief,
I here my weakness hide,
And seek again my sure relief
Within Thy wounded side.
Thy wounded side, to which alone
From earthly ills I fly,
Can yield the balm for which I groan,
And all my wants supply.

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For this, Thou faithful Lord, I come
With calm desire to know
The sure inevitable doom
Of all Thy flock below.
Lo! in the world I have distress,
Thy mournful legacy;
But let me find, and still possess
The promised peace in Thee.

A PRAYER WRITTEN FOR MRS. S. BULGIN.

Jesus, in whose name I trust,
Nearest those who need Thee most,
See, Thy helpless creature see,
Touch'd with my infirmity.
While I sensibly decline,
Unassured that Thou art mine,
Pain'd in life, of death afraid,
Let me feel Thy present aid;
Calmly with submission mourn,
For the Comforter's return;
For the reconciling kiss,
Seal of my eternal bliss.
When His coming from above
Re-assures me of Thy love,
Stamps Thy image on my heart,
Ready am I to depart.
Or if so my Lord ordain,
Still I in the flesh remain,

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Neither life nor death request,
Sure whate'er Thou wilt is best.
Till Thy welcome will is done,
Hang I on my Lord alone;
Happy Thine in life to be,
Happier still to die in Thee!

A HYMN OF INTERCESSION.

God of boundless pity, spare
Those that now Thine anger bear;
Far from them the scourge remove,
Whom we in Thy bowels love.
Why should they be stricken more?
Give Thy controversy o'er;
Do not let their foes come nigher,
Cease to plead with sword and fire.
Listening to Thy people's cries,
Rescue them from Rome's allies;
Stop the ministers of death,
Save the children from their teeth.
Comforter of all that mourn,
Heal whom human fiends have torn,
Sanctify their loss and pain,
Take them to Thine arms again.
Jesus, is there not in Thee
Balm for every misery?
Let Thy love their anguish ease,
Bless them with Thy perfect peace.

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Now the gospel grace impart,
Enter every broken heart,
Seal the mourners' sins forgiven,
Lift them on Thy cross to heaven.

A PRAYER FOR THE USE OF A YOUNG PERSON SEEKING DIVINE DIRECTION.

God of universal nature,
Author of my life, and end,
My most merciful Creator,
Still Thy weakest child defend.
Guard through life's important hour,
Till my Eden I regain,
Quit the desert for the bower,
Die from earth in heaven to reign.
If I ever felt Thy drawing,
Give me, Lord, to feel it still,
Now to feel Thy love o'erawing
All the motions of my will;
Now, when most I need assistance,
Will my God His ear avert?
Canst Thou keep an angry distance,
Leave me to my wretched heart?
If Thou gavest the piercing fear
Which I every moment find,
Lest my heart should linger here,
Leave a single wish behind;
Guide me by Thy love's direction
From all earthly passions free,
Seize, O God, my whole affection
Swallow up my soul in Thee.

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Place me in that happiest station
Where I most may taste Thy grace,
Most advance my own salvation,
Most display my Maker's praise;
Choose on earth my whole condition,
Only give my spirit rest,
Fill at last my vast ambition,
Take me, Father, to Thy breast.

AN ADDRESS TO A FRIEND.

A captive wretch removing to and fro,
A man of strife and exercised in woe,
On thee, my friend, I call by griefs oppress'd,
And pour my soul into thy faithful breast;
Its heaviest load with lingering pain impart,
And wound reluctantly thy tender heart.
Thy tender heart hath oft my burden borne,
Nor e'er rejoiced when I was call'd to mourn;
Thy tender heart with softest sympathy
How will it now lament and grieve for me!
For me, by foes, and treacherous friends pursued,
Pierced with the darts of keen ingratitude,
Mangled by filial hands, and forced to groan,
Beneath the crimes of an apostate son,
A rebel thirsting for his father's blood,
As Moloch cruel, and as Belial lewd,
Stubborn, revengeful, fierce, implacable,
And proud and harden'd as the prince of hell.

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Poor reckless prodigal, by grace Divine
Drawn from his husks, his harlots, and his wine,
My arms received him with a fond embrace,
I kiss'd the filth and sorrow from his face,
For him I join'd the' acclaiming hosts above,
And loved him with my heavenly Father's love;
Cared for his soul with never-wearied care,
Son of my choice, and burden of my prayer;
Rejoiced and gloried when he did run well,
Labour'd his faults and follies to conceal,
In toils and tears my kind concern express'd
And cherish'd the young viper in my breast,
Till, by my friendship warm'd he shot his dart,
His sting of subornation to my heart.
See the bold wretch, again for Satan bold,
By pride to every desperate evil sold,
Head of a ruffian band in malice join'd,
Scum of the church and scandal of mankind;
Choice synagogue, by dire revenge allied,
Worthy of such a cause and such a guide,
Whose calmer thought may moderate their zeal,
Give each their part and stroke them to his will;
Whose wisdom may in league offensive join
The tutor'd harlot and the sound divine,
Their horrid tale more plausibly to' indite
And teach the' infernal frogs to croak aright.
Fit instruments for Satan's rage to employ
To stop the work he never can destroy;
His dreaded foes to blacken and defame,
And charge his Conqueror with His church's shame.

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As Satan would by his—himself expel,
Spoil his own realms, and shake the gates of hell,
While thousands whom from him to God we turn,
Bless the glad day that e'er these hypocrites were born.
Yet, O my friend, I feel the recent wound;
No medicine for a broken heart is found:
Shall I from thee my deepest anguish hide?
The reed hangs fasten'd in my bleeding side.
No mean abhorrence of the destined cross,
No fear that God should not maintain His cause,
But sore distress afflicts even those I love,
Even those whom Satan never yet could move,
Whom all the' opposing world could never part,
Or tear them from the fibres of my heart.
But now they stand far off, nor dare draw nigh,
Awed by a bold authenticated lie,
Shrink from the foul reproach, the' injurious shame,
And leave me branded with a felon's name.
Leave me. For O the wise decree is pass'd,
Leave me into the den of lions cast!
Give up their friend to all the accuser's power,
And honour's signet seals the dungeon door.
Honour, the Mede's unalterable law,
Hath bound my friends and kept their love in awe;
Struck off their promised aid, and far removed
From one whom once in Jesu's love they loved.
Who dares in such a wretch's cause appear?
Ah tender souls, I feel the modest fear,
The test for human virtue too severe!
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Or stand the torrent of so foul a tongue;
Sustain so huge a crash, and stem the tide
With fear and follies of my own fireside;
While high and low in one design conspire,
The shameless parasite and reverend sire,
While men and fiends the righteous sentence give,
It is not fit for such a wretch to live.
Drag out the Naboth! set him up on high,
By hostile hands let the blasphemer die.
Adulterer! hypocrite! the fact is plain,
Would harlots take the name of God in vain!
Did e'er revenge so foul a venom shed,
Or load with crimes so black the guiltless head?
Who ever heard that renegades would lie,
Or liars urged rise up to perjury?
Away with him, nor suffer his reply!
Down the swift stream the popular rancour borne,
Away with him! The witnesses have sworn
O'errule his idle euthanasian plea
'Gainst treason, murder, and adultery:
Stand forth ye witnesses, your charge repeat,
Stone the vile hypocrite, his doom complete,
And lay your garments down at his assailants' feet.
Rejoice ye Philistines, the way is found
To' afflict my soul with a perpetual wound;
Securely arm'd in every other part,
This only avenue could reach my heart;
This only dire device had power to rend
The constant spirit from its injured friend.
Not all the rage of men and fiends could move,
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Nor racks, nor fires could force her to disown
A man of God and preacher of His Son.
But oh can purest light with darkness dwell?
A man of God uphold a child of hell?
No, ruffians, no, if your report were true,
Devils alone are fit for such as you.
Nor will your lord, who set your tongues on fire,
Defraud his faithful labourers of their hire.
Open to meet you with its muster'd bands
Not Potiphar's, but Satan's prison stands.
Who love or make a lie shall there appear,
And ye who scorn or God or man to fear
Shall gnaw the tongue ye used so foully here.
Till then, if sworn to perish in your crime,
Fill up your measure, and sin out your time;
Poor dying worms enjoy your short-lived boast,
And vex a soldier of the Lord of Hosts.
Vex him: ye cannot hurt. With lies molest,
Defame, swear on, and drive me to my rest.
Fulfil my wish, and seem your own to have,
Haste, and bring down my hairs with sorrow to the grave.
Thou faithful partner of my bleeding heart,
Whom hell could never from thy pastor part,
Wilt thou not join my long-continued prayer,
And ask a period to my hapless care?
O what is life to one undone like me?
Bitterness all, and grief, and agony!
From what will angels beckon me away!
For what should I on earth imprison'd stay?
Perchance to see the swift destruction come,
Our nation's downfall and our country's doom,

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The wasting fire, the desolating sword,
And all the plagues of heaven's avenging Lord.
To see the general wreck I cannot share,
Safe in the gulf of temporal despair;
Kingdoms may rise or fall, my change is o'er,
Sceptres depart, but I can lose no more.
O what a life is mine, where no relief
Can ever ease me of a moment's grief!
Commensurate with life my sorrow flows,
Wave after wave, and woes succeeding woes;
My brethren's sympathy, and Church's fears,
And fond concern, and unavailing tears;
The triumph of the proud Philistines' host,
As all were with one useless shepherd lost,
As God's whole work would in my ruin end,
And Christ had left His flock with my departed friend.
Nay, but the mighty loss is all my own,
I fall by ruffian hands, and fall alone;
Their rage is emptied on my single head,
Their charge against my only soul is laid.
A charge so horrible my soul defies,
Though strengthen'd by ten thousand perjuries.
And can my friend the hellish tale receive?
She seems alas! to' assent—and yet I live!
O God for what am I reserved? Or why
Held on the rack of life? Forbad to die,
Compell'd beneath Thy heaviest plague to stand,
And feel the bruisings of Thy vengeful hand?
Why hath Thy wrath let loose these dogs of hell?
Thy ways and judgments are unsearchable!

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Yet suffer me to ask why didst Thou give
The fatal gift, and let the' abortive live,
Rear'd by a miracle (of wrath or grace)?
Why hast Thou kept me all my youthful days?
In deaths so oft, ah! wherefore wouldst Thou save
From the kind fever, and the watery grave?
In sorer ills exert Thy guardian care,
Save me from sin, and break the fowler's snare,
Preserve from every great transgression free,
And show forth all Thy saving power in me.
Surely Thou didst as from my birth instil
A secret horror of external ill;
I durst not tread the path by sinners trod,
Do this great crime and sin against my God.
Thou know'st, for all our hearts to Thee are seen,
Thou knows't I am not here like other men,
Though born in sin, the seeds of every vice,
Anger, desire, and pride, and avarice,
My soul hath oft with deep abhorrence found,
Yet still Thy grace did above sin abound;
Thy grace restrain'd my every mean desire,
And kept the bush unburnt amidst the fire;
Thy grace hedged up my way on every side,
And held me from the paths of vice and pride.
Thou know'st, for Thou hast wrought the work alone,
For Thou my soul hast in temptation known,
Nor can I from Thy sight a thought conceal,
Searcher of hearts, I dare to Thee appeal,
Thou knowest I am not wicked!—
Have I not then misspent my useless fears,
And lost an ocean of unwonted tears,

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Have I not toil'd with unavailing pain,
And wash'd my hands in innocence in vain,
While devils in the dust mine honour tread,
And human fiends ride o'er my guiltless head,
Fill all my entrails and my soul with gall,
While innocent beneath their rage I fall,
And perish by the hand of this infernal Saul?
Father of mercies and compassions, hear
The broken accents of my dying prayer!
God of unbounded love my sorrow see,
My shame, and let Thy bowels answer me!
Dost Thou take pleasure in Thy creature's pain,
Or willingly afflict the sons of men?
Oh, no, Thy nature is to save and bless,
Thy pleasure is our life and happiness:
Though what Thy wisdom doth I know not now,
To Thy permissive will my soul I bow,
Thy secret mercy in the judgment own,
And sink into the depths of love unknown.
Couldst Thou have won me with my sin to part,
And cast the idol honour from my heart,
Thy tender hands would never have applied
This burning caustic to consume my pride.
Whom then have I to' accuse? A sinful man,
Why should I of my punishment complain
If chasten'd less than my deserts I am,
Worthy of death and everlasting shame.
Shall I not wisely kiss the' afflicting rod,
And stoop beneath the mighty hand of God?
With patience to my penal cure submit,
The bitter herbs with meek submission eat,

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And sing the paschal psalm, my God adore,
And never faint and never murmur more.
Down stubborn heart with that rebellious sigh,
Thou art not suffer'd yet to break and die!
Alas how fruitless all my strife and pain,
My best resolves how impotent and vain!
I would submit, but Lord, I want the power,
And all I am cries, Save me from this hour!
Father, if possible, this cup remove,
The cup of life embitter'd from above.
Send down Thy hand, and take my spirit up;
Out of the mighty waters let me hope,
Wondrous impossibility, to see
A blessing in my end reserved for me.
Till then my agonising strength repair,
And let the loss torment, the vultures tear
My growing heart, but Thou my soul sustain,
Or quite release, or ease me of my pain.
But give my eyes of folly faith to see
Thy hand as reaching out the cup to me,
From Thee may I receive the draught, from Thee alone,
The cursing Shimei, and the rebel son.
No respite of my punishment I crave,
No joy, no place of refuge but the grave.
Here only let me spend my life in sighs,
But wipe at last the sorrow from my eyes,
And save my soul from death, the death that never dies.

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THE POWER OF SIN.

How long Thou awful God, how long
Shall I this conflict have?
Why am I thus, if Thou art strong,
If Thou art good to save?
No end of this intestine war,
No hope of peace, I see,
Unless Thy love itself declare
And fix itself in me.
The unbelief that holds me still,
I never can remove,
Or change the bias of my will,
Or force my heart to love.
Throughout my fallen soul I find
It cannot, cannot be
That I should change the carnal mind,
Or subject it to Thee.
As soon a hellish fiend accurst
Might from his den arise,
His chains of massy darkness burst,
And re-ascend the skies.

A VOICE CRYING IN THE WILDERNESS.

The preacher of the Gospel word,
The sure forerunner of his Lord,
Sent to prepare the way for Thee,
A voice, and nothing else should be;
Sequester'd from the ways of men,
Be always heard and never seen.

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The world he must not seek to please,
A man out of the wilderness;
Friendless, from earth detach'd, unknown,
Saviour, he speaks for Thee alone;
Incessant in Thy name he cries,
Thy herald, till for Thee he dies.

A PRAYER FOR THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND.

Let God omnipotent arise
His cause and people to maintain,
Who lift to Him their hearts and eyes,
(Convinced that human help is vain,)
His faithfulness and mercy own,
And hang on His great arm alone.
His arm stretch'd out we oft have seen,
When fiends and men against us rose,
It quell'd the fiercest wrath of men,
It baffled our infernal foes:
And still Thou dost Thy church defend,
Our present Saviour to the end.
No enemies to Sion's peace
Shall tear her children from the pale,
The banded powers of wickedness
The gates of hell cannot prevail,
Built on the Rock she stands secure,
And shall from age to age endure.
If two or three in Jesu's name
For England's church the promise plead,
For Her Thy constant presence claim
Our gracious, true, almighty Head,

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Wilt Thou not make Thy promise good
To the dear purchase of Thy blood?
Bought by a thousand pangs divine
Thou dost Thy favourite church approve:
The martyrs mix'd their blood with Thine,
And paid Thee back Thy dying love;
And in a flaming chariot driven
They bid us follow them to heaven.
Them, Lord, we in Thy strength pursue,
Assured that Thou art on our side;
That Thou wilt bring Thy people through,
Our never-failing God and Guide;
And to our friends triumphant join,
And seal our souls for ever Thine.

ANOTHER.

Head of Thy Church conflicting here
With all the powers of earth and hell,
Still on our Israel's side appear,
And with Thy faithful people dwell;
The gather'd sheep of England's fold
From hungry grievous wolves defend,
The little flock redeem'd of old,
Redeem, and love them to the end.
All we, like sheep, have gone astray,
By sin, the world, and Satan led,
Turn'd every one to his own way,
And downward rush'd with desperate speed;

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But now we have return'd to Thee,
Our Bishop great, our Shepherd good,
One in our Shepherd's unity,
Wash'd and protected by Thy blood.
One with our Saviour, we defy
The tempter's utmost strength and art
To touch the apple of Thine eye,
The members and the Head to part:
Thou never wilt Thy people leave
Who for Thy last appearing stay,
To Thee and to each other cleave,
And long to meet Thee in that day.
Part of Thy Church o'er earth dispread
Now in this favour'd Island found,
We trust Thee to preserve and lead,
Till Thou return'st with glory crown'd;
Jesus, who hast prepared our place,
Come quickly back, and fetch Thy Bride.
To gaze transported on Thy face
To reign triumphant at Thy side.
Amen.
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