We late were Satan's Captives led,
And Hell had been our End,
Had'ft thou not for our Pardon bled,
Thou Sinners only Friend,
Thou Sinners only Friend,
Thou Sinners only Friend.
For this we ne'er will hold our Tongue,
Nor fhall our Praises cease;
We evermore will fing that Song,
The Lord our Righteoufnels,
The Lord our Righteousness,
The Lord our Righteousness.
No other God we know but thee,
None else did us create ;
Thy Glory may we ever be,
O holy Advocate,
O holy Advocate,
O holy Advocate.
'Twas thou, 'twas only thou didst take The Mediator's Place,
When we the Father's Statutes brake,
All hail thou Prince of Peace!
All hail thou Prince of Peace!
All hail thou Prince of Peace!
We daily prove thee ftill the fame,
Whene'er our Need we fee :
Thou bearest still a Saviour's Name,
Our Saviour thou shalt be!
Our Saviour thou shalt be!
Our Saviour thou shalt be!
No Law, nor Sin, nor Hell, nor Death,
Shall us from thee divide;
Strongly we hold that precious Faith,
For us our Saviour dy'd,
For us our Saviour dy'd, -
For us our Saviour dy'd.
HYMN II..
The Pilgrim's Song..
ISE, my Soul, and stretch thy Wings,
Thy better Portion trace;
Kite from tranfitory Things,
Tow'rds Heav'n, thy native Place,
Sun, and Moon, and Stars decay,
Time fhall foon this Earth remove;
Rife, my Soul, and hafte away
To Seats prepar'd above.
Rivers to the Ocean run,
Nor ftay in all their Courfe;
Fire afcending feeks the Sun,
Both speed them to their Source;
So a Soul that's born of God
Pants to view his glorious Face,
Upward tends to his Abode,
To reft in his Embrace.
Ceafe, ye Pilgrims, ceafe to mourn,
Prefs onwards to the Prize;
Soon our Saviour will return
Triumphant in the Skies:
Yet a Seafon, and you know,
Happy Ent'rance will be given ;
All our Sorrows left below,
And Earth exchang'd for Heaven.
HYMN III.
Calling to follow JESUS.
NOME, my Father's Family,
Ye ranfom'd of the Lord;
Come, ye Sinners, who with me
Are ev'ry where abhor'd: Let us gladly trace his Steps,
Who fuffer'd Death among the Jews, Who the friendlefs Soul accepts,
Whom all befide refufe.
Jefus, the defpis'd and mean,
Our Master let us own;
He the Sacrifice for Sin,
The Saviour he alone:
Let us take and bear his Cross,
Defpis'd Difciples let us be ;
Mock'd and flighted, as he was
For you, my Friend, and me.
None but Jefus will we fing,
None elle will we adore:
He our Prophet, Prieft, and King,
Shall be for ever more:
None among the heav'nly Pow'rs,
Nor one on Earth our Praise
None but Jefus call we ours,
None but the bleeding Lamb,
Lovers of the Lamb,
Join in publifhing his Fame;
Let the whole Society.
Sing our Saviour's Clemency.
Who like us fo favour'd are?
We the Lord's peculiar Care;
We the precious Sons of God,
Dearly purchas'd by his Blood.
Who can make their Boaft like us
Who hath e'er been honour'd thus ?
We can boaft, for we are made
Kings and Priefts in Chrift our Head.
Jefus (when we all were poor).
Out of Love's eternal Store,
Gave to each of us a Crown,
Gave us Manfions on his Throne.
Neither leave us defolate,
While we're in our Pilgrim State;
Here he talks with us, and we
Him by Faith's Perfpective fee.
Him we commune with by Pray'rs,
Well perfuaded he us hears;
Sure we do not pray in vain,
He kind Answers gives again.
Beft of Friends the Lord we prove,
He ne'er changes in his Love;
Faithful, gracious, good, the fame
Find we is our Lord the Lamb.
Evermore we fing to thee,
High exalted Deity;
Blefs we thee, eternal Son,.
Glory be to thee alone!
CHRIST our great Melchifedec
HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
THO
We love to hear of thee;
No Mufic like thy charming Name, -
Ne'er half fo fweet can be..
O may we ever hear thy Voice,
In Mercy to us fpeak,
And in our Prieft will we rejoice,,
Thou great Melchifedec.:
Our Jefus fhall be ftill our Theme,
While in this World we ftay,
We'll fing our Jefu's lovely Name,
When all Things elfe decay:
When we appear in yonder Cloud,
With all his favour'd Throng,
Then will we fing more fweet, more loud,'.
And Chrift fhall be our Song.
HYMN VI.
Peace of GOD's Children.
OVING Saviour, Prince of Peace,
Author of our Unity,
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