Spiritual Melody, Part 7
PART VII. Containing ſeveral SACRED HYMNS, Setting forth The Glory of God's CHURCH: Likewiſe Of Afflictions, the Day of Grace; And of the four laſt things, viz. Death and Judgment, Heaven and Hell.
HYMN 119. The Church the City of God.
Pſal. 87.3.
Glorious things are ſpoken of thee, O City of God.
GLorious things are ſpread abroad
Of Sion, far and near,
That bleſſed City of our God,
Whoſe beauty is moſt rare:
2
There is a quiet ſtream makes glad
The City of the Lord;
His preſence will ſecure her peace,
And timely help afford.
3
Her Building is of Precious-ſtone,
Her Foundation's ſure;
No Jaſper ever hath ſo ſhone
Like it, it is ſo pure.
4
'Tis God who did this City raiſe,
And he will it repair,
That it may be to his high praiſe,
Himſelf alſo dwells there:
5
It is his Dwelling-place below,
The Palace of our King;
And all great Kings ſhall Gifts beſtow,
To make her glory ring
6
Throughout the Earth, to ſuch degree
Shall ſhe her beauty ſpread;
Her glory ſhall by great and ſmall
Be much admired.
7
Then ſing, ye Saints, lift up your voice,
Who do in Sion dwell;
What People like unto you are,
O happy Iſrael!
HYMN 120. The Church God's Vineyard.
Iſa. 5.1.
Now will I ſing to my Well-beloved a Song of my Beloved, touching his Vineyard, &c.
1
NOw even will I ſing a Song
To my Beloved dear,
A Song of his own Vineyard 'tis
Which he hath planted here.
2
My Beloved he a Vineyard hath
In a moſt fruitful Hill,
And he alſo fenc'd it about
With care and greateſt skill:
3
He planted it with the choice Vine,
And built a Tower too,
Where he doth dwell, who is divine,
This doth its glory ſhow.
4
A Wine Preſs too he made therein,
Which Wine pours forth amain,
Of which he doth delight to drink,
Due glory to obtain.
5
'Twas to this end he took ſuch pains,
And ſuch great coſt laid out;
'Twas for his praiſe, and for our good
'Twas planted without doubt.
6
He gathered alſo out the ſtones
Which did the ſame annoy,
And did preſerve it ev'ry day,
That none might it deſtroy.
The Second Part.
1
And then he looked it ſhould bring
Forth Grapes both ſweet and good,
But ah! it was a grievous thing
If rightly underſtood,
2
That after all his coſt and pains
It ſhould wild Grapes bring forth,
When no Vineyard was like to it
Planted in all the Earth.
3
But hark now what the Lord doth ſay
The Hedge I'll take away,
And alſo waſte I will it lay
To evil Beaſts of prey;
4
For what, alas, could he do more
For it than he hath done!
And doth it ſtill wild Grapes bring forth?
This made his wrath to burn
5
Within his Breaſt, and therefore did
Reſolve for to reſtrain
The precious Clouds that watered it
With ſweet and bleſſed Rain:
6
Or make his Miniſters who preach
His good and holy Word,
…ſeleſs to it, ſo that they might
To it no good afford.
O then, ye Saints take heed and fear
Leſt you ſhould barren prove;
or if you do, God may from you
His preſence quite remove:
But if that you who are his Church
Bring forth the Fruit of Grace,
He never will deal with you thus,
Your glory to deface.
HYMN 121. The Church Chriſt's Body.
1 Cor. 10.15.
All baptized into one Body.
Col. 1.18.
He is the Head of the Body, the Church.
1
EV'ry natural Body hath
A Head, and hath but one;
The Head, Lord, of thy Church thou art,
Thou art her Head alone.
2
And all her Members joyned be
To thee in ſacred bonds,
And influence they have from thee,
In thee her glory ſtands.
3
And all Members of the Body are
Of uſe unto the whole,
So of ſome uſe unto thy Church
Is every gracious Soul
4
Who is a Member of the ſame;
If any rotten are,
And paſt all hope of being heal'd,
No being muſt have there,
5
But off they muſt be cut with ſpeed,
Leſt worſer dangers fall;
For one polluted Member may
Even ſoon corrupt them all.
The Second Part.
1
Wo unto him who ſhall attempt
This Body to divide,
Or make a Schiſm, 'tis all one,
With piercing of Chriſt's ſide;
2
For O the nearneſs that's between
The Body and the Head,
Don't cut Chriſt's Veins, remember well
What once he ſuffered.
3
O wound him not again, I ſay,
His Body don't annoy;
If it you mangle, he will you
For evermore deſtroy:
4
But ſee that ev'ry one doth ſeek
To do good to each other,
And pity take continually
Of the pooreſt Brother.
5
O live in love, and ſee how near
You to each other are,
And equally your Duties do,
And nothing do you fear.
HYMN 122. The Church comp. to a Buſh.
Exod. 3.2.
And the Angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a flame of Fire out of the midſt of a Buſh.
1
THy Church, Lord, in her ſelf is poor,
Like to a Bramble dry;
'Tis, Lord, in thee, in thee alone
Doth all her glory lye.
2
But though a Buſh, yet in it thou
Doſt dwell for evermore,
And therefore ſhe is not conſum'd
Ev'n now as heretofore.
3
This Buſh long time on fire has been,
O 'tis a wond'rous ſight,
Though in the fire, yet not burn'd,
This may our Souls invite
4
To take a view, as Moſes did,
O why is this thing ſo?
Alas, thy Church is dear to thee,
Beyond all things below!
5
O then let all thoſe precious Birds
Who in this Buſh are hid,
Sing forth thy praiſe continually,
And none their Souls forbid.
6
The time of ſinging, O 'tis come,
Since the ſweet Turtle-Dove
Did let us hear, in this our Land,
His voice from Heav'n above.
HYMN 123. Churches Golden Candle-ſticks.
Rev. 1.20.
The Golden Candle-ſticks ar… the ſeven Churches.
1
THy Churches, Lord, are like unto
Rich Candle-ſticks of Gold,
In whom ſhines forth that glorious light
Which Sinners do behold.
2
Thoſe Candleſticks which are ſo rich
Are ſeldom to be found
But in the Houſe of a great Prince,
Whoſe glory is renown'd.
3
This ſhews the Churches of the Saints
Do, Lord, belong to thee,
Who art the glorious King of Kings,
They uſeful alſo be,
4
As Candleſticks in a large Houſe,
In which the Light they place;
And alſo are for Ornament
Ev'n thus, through thine own Grace,
5
Are all thy Churches here on Earth
Of uſe, Lord, unto thee,
And unto others, who likewiſe
Thy Riches in them ſee.
6
Thy Candleſticks then don't remove,
But let their Light ſo ſhine,
That all the Earth may lighted be
Into all Truths of thine.
HYMN 124. The Church compared to Sheep.
Luk. 12.32.
Fear not little Flock, &c
1
THy Church is like a Flock of Sheep,
Whoſe number is but ſmall,
Which thou thy ſelf doſt always keep,
And wilt preſerve them all.
2
Thy Saints, like Sheep, are innocent,
Moſt harmleſs, alſo meek;
If any of them go aſtray,
'Tis thou who doſt them ſeek.
3
Thou alſo doſt them feed and lead
In Paſtures flouriſhing,
And haſt for them a reſting place,
Beſides the Water ſpring.
4
They ſubject are for to get Soyl,
But thou doſt waſh them in
The Fountain of thy precious Blood,
From ev'ry ſtain of ſin.
5
As Sheep are fruitful, ſo thy Church
And Children are, O Lord;
They honour bring to thee, and then
To Men profit afford.
6
Fear not, ye Saints, tho' Wolves abound,
And other Beaſts of prey;
For Chriſt will keep you ſafe and ſound
Unto the Judgment-day:
7
And you the Kingdom shall receive,
Rejoyce and ſing therefore;
Keep cloſe to Chriſt, and mind the Flock
Which follow'd him before.
HYMN 125. Man a Worm.
Job 25.6.
The Son of Man a Worm.
1
AH! what mean and deſpis'd things
Are Worms that crawl on Earth!
Man is a Worm, he from Earth ſprung,
From thence were we brought forth.
2
No, beauty in a ſorry Worm,
Man's glory that is gone,
Contemptible is in thy ſight,
Each vile and wicked one.
3
What can a Worm do to preſerve
It ſelf from hurt or wrong,
That is in danger by each foot?
So we are all day long.
4
We can't preſerve our ſelves one day,
Our Life is but a blaſt;
And one ſmall ſin, if not purg'd out,
May damn the Soul at laſt.
5
Then do not pride it in your ſelves,
You to the Worms muſt go;
For all your beauty ſoon will fly,
You muſt corruption know.
HYMN 126. Man's Life is like a Shadow.
Job 14.2.
He fleeth alſo as a ſhadow, and abideth not.
1
ON Earth our days will be but few,
Like as the ſhadow flies;
Or like unto the Morning-Dew,
Doth paſs when Sun doth riſe;
2
So do our Days, our Months, and Years,
Make haſte to fly away,
Much like the Bloſſom he appears,
Which quickly doth decay;
3
Or like the Flower in the Spring,
Whoſe beauty's very rare;
And as the Birds in Summer ſing,
We may our ſelves compare.
4
The glory of the Flowers fail,
The Summer ends alſo;
The Birds do then themſelves bewail,
And know not what to do.
5
The Bloſſom withers ſoon away,
Like Jonah's Gourd 'tis gone;
So we ſprout up, and ſhall not ſtay,
Our lives will ſoon be done.
HYMN 127. Believers Heirs of Chriſt.
Rom. 8.17.
If Children, then Heirs.
1
IF we are Children of the Lord
By being born again,
Then are we alſo Heirs with Chriſt,
And with him we ſhall reign.
2
He that's an Heir to a great King,
He is a Prince by birth;
And ſo is each true Child of God,
The holy Scripture ſaith.
3
The Heir ſhall the Inheritance
At laſt Poſſeſſion have,
And ſo ſhall all Believers too
The Crown at laſt receive.
4
But as the Heir muſt wait awhile
Until he comes to age,
So muſt we all with patience wait
Till we have run our ſtage.
5
The Heir is likely richly cloath'd,
Whereby it is he's known;
So all God's Saints with holineſs
Are cloathed ev'ry one.
6
The Heir, as the Birth-right of old,
The Bleſſing had always;
So all the Saints chief Bleſſings have,
And therefore ſing God's praiſe.
HYMN 128. The ſpiritual Runner.
1 Cor. 9.
So run that ye may obtain.
1
HE that the Prize doth think to have,
Muſt take the greateſt care
To ſet out timely, muſt begin
Before old age draws near.
2
He that would win the Prize alſo,
Muſt know what way to run;
And muſt hold out, not weary be,
Until the Prize he's won.
3
All weights he muſt caſt off with ſpeed,
And temp'rate alſo be,
Or elſe he'll faint, and never will
God's bleſſed Kingdom ſee.
4
Such who do run a race, ſometimes
Have many Lookers on;
Both Men and Angels view the Saints,
And mind how they do run.
5
They who do run an earthly Race,
Run for ſome earthly thing;
But ev'ry Saint that gains the Prize,
Shall Crown'd be as a King.
6
O then, ye Saints, run you apace
In ways of Piety;
Gird up your Loyns, and nothing fear,
Look up, lift up your Eye
7
The Prize to ſee: Ah! 'tis your own,
And when you end your days,
You ſhall receive it, therefore now
Break forth and ſing God's praiſe.
HYMN 129. Saints Pilgrims on Earth.
Heb. 11.13.
They confeſſed they were Strangers and Pilgrims on the Earth.
1
LOrd, we are Pilgrims on the Earth,
As all our Fathers were;
For this is not our dwelling-place,
No 'biding for us here.
2
As Pilgrims go up hill and down,
And meet with troubles do;
So, Lord, thy Saints, while they are here,
Do many ſorrows know.
3
A Pilgrim is a Stranger in
Thoſe places where he lyes,
And therefore is not taken with
Thoſe things which he eſpyes,
4
Or doth behold where he doth come:
What are theſe things to me?
Saith a poor Saint; I muſt be gone,
I better things do ſee.
5
A Pilgrim loves good company,
Don't care to go alone;
So do God's Saints delight in ſuch
Who do Chriſt Jeſus own;
6
And walk with them in the ſame way,
If that they be ſincere,
They prize their precious company,
They helpful to each are.
7
A Pilgrim, when he's come near home'
He greatly doth rejoyce;
O let ſuch Saints whoſe work's near done,
Lift up with joy their voice.
HYMN 130. Afflictions a Rod.
Job 9.34.
Let him take his Rod from me.
1
LOrd, if we thy Word tranſgreſs,
And againſt thee offend,
Thou wilt chaſtiſe us, more or leſs,
By tryals thou doſt ſend:
2
But thou wilt not thy love remove,
Thy Covenant is ſure;
'Tis but our Souls to try and prove
To make us all more pure.
3
Fathers, we know, have divers Rods,
And as the offence may be,
They lighter or the heavier ſtrike,
And ſo likewiſe doth he.
4
'Tis always for our good we know
He puts our Souls to grief,
And thou great bowels, Lord, doſt ſhow,
And ſends us then relief.
5
O then, ye Saints, don't think it ſtrange
That God his Rod doth uſe,
But bear it, and give praiſe to him,
And mark what next enſues.
6
After he hath you try'd, ye ſhall
Come forth like pure Gold,
And in Afflictions to you all
God will his love unfold.
HYMN 131. Child of Light in Darkneſs.
Lam. 3.2.
And brought me into darkneſs.
1
DArkneſs ſometimes, Lord, doth invade
The Children of the Day;
Yet we ſhould, when we want ſweet Light,
Our Souls upon thee ſtay.
2
The Sun ſometimes is hid from us,
And then with us 'tis Night;
So Darkneſs doth upon us ſeize,
When we have loſt the ſight
3
Of thee, O Lord, if thou art hid,
That we can't ſee thy face;
O then 'tis night, and we bewail
Our ſad and woful caſe.
5
But though dark Clouds do cover us,
And we are in the night;
Yet will our Sun riſe up and ſhine,
And we ſhall have ſweet light.
5
But O how ſad and comfortleſs
Is it i'th' dark to dwell!
But what's the darkneſs Saints ſee here,
To th' darkneſs that's in Hell!
6
Then do not mourn, ye gracious Souls,
Your darkneſs ſoon will fly,
And you ſhall precious Light enjoy
Unto eternity.
HYMN 132. Storms and Tempeſts.
Iſa. 4.6.
A Covert from the Storm, &c.
1
SAd Storms and Tempeſts we expect
Whilſt Winter-days do laſt;
And ſo do Saints, whilſt they are here,
Look for a piercing blaſt.
2
As by ſome certain Signs Men know
A Storm is very near,
So do thy Saints, O Lord, likewiſe
Foreſee their troubles here;
3
And therefore ſhould prepare for them
By warning thou doſt give,
And carefully their lives amend,
And all more godly live:
4
And alſo with the greateſt care
Haſte to their hiding-place
By Faith and Prayer get into thee;
For whilſt they ſee thy face,
5
And do enjoy thy preſence ſweet,
They nothing need to fear;
But we, alas, through unbelief,
Aſtoniſh'd often are.
6
But let us know, O Lord, we pray,
That Ship can nevr ſink
In which the bleſſed Jeſus is,
Whatever we may think.
7
In this alſo much comfort lyes,
Thou canſt the Winds command,
And ſtill the Seas, and make a calm
By thy own mighty hand.
HYMN 133. Afflictions comp. to Floods.
Pſal. 42.7.
All thy Floods and Waves are gone over me.
1
THe Floods, O Lord, the Floods do riſe,
They roar, and make a noiſe;
The Floods break out and ſwell amain,
And do lift up their voice.
2
There's many Waters we do ſee
That threaten us full ſore;
The wicked rage and ſwell in wrath,
O Lord, ſtill more and more.
3
They all conſpire with one heart
How they may thee withſtand;
Ariſe, O Lord, and take our part,
They are in league and band.
4
The Tents of all the Edomites,
The Iſhmaelites alſo,
The Hagarens and the Moabites,
With divers others too.
5
Gebal with Amon, and likewiſe
Doth Amaleck conſpire;
The Philiſtines againſt thee riſe,
With them that dwell at Tyre.
6
O thou who ſits upon the Floods
To rule and govern all,
Break forth upon thine Enemies,
And give them their laſt fall.
HYMN 134. Afflictions comp. to Floods.
The Second Part.
1
ONe grief, and then another doth
Like Clouds their Waters pour;
The Floods of curſed evil Men
Do threaten to devour
2
Thy People all: O Lord, look down!
Rebuke them in thy wrath!
Thou art our hope and our defence,
O ſtretch thine Arm now forth,
3
And let them know they are but Men,
And muſt ſubject to thee;
What evil they intend to do,
Let it prevented be;
4
And we will lift thy Name on high,
And them we will not fear,
If thou wilt, Lord, our ſins forgive,
And for our help appear.
HYMN 135. To day if you will hear, &c.
Heb. 3.7.
To day if you will hear his voice.
1
TO day, O hear God's gracious Call,
O don't the time delay!
The morrow you muſt not boaſt of,
'Tis now whilſt 'tis to day.
2
Night is no time to do work in,
And Night will ſoon be here;
O then repent and leave your ſin …
To Jeſus lend your Ear.
3
To Day, whilſt the ſweet Sun doth ſhine,
O hearken to God's Word!
Now whilſt you have the Means of Grace,
Turn ye unto the Lord.
4
The Morning of your Day is gone,
Nay 'tis already Noon;
The Evening too is coming on,
And here it will be ſoon.
5
Your Sun begins to draw full low,
And quickly will go down;
Rouze up and do your work apace,
Before your Day is gone.
HYMN 136. The Smoaking Flax.
Mat. 12.20.
A bruiſed Reed ſhall he not break, and ſmoaking Flax ſhall he not quench.
1
THat Soul, O Lord, in whom's begun
The bleſſed work of Grace,
Tho' he may droop, and broken be,
Yet ſhall behold thy face.
2
The feeble and deſponding Soul
That's like a bruiſed Reed,
Thou wilt▪ Lord, take pity upon,
And ſoon ſupply his need.
3
Altho' he's like to ſmoaking Flax,
Where little fire is ſeen;
Yet he ſhall ſee that work go on
Which ſhall deſtroy his ſin.
4
Grace at the firſt ſeems to be ſmall,
Which makes the Soul to doubt,
That in him there is none at all,
Yet thou wilt bring him out
5
Of all his fears, and he ſhall have
A glorious victory,
And triumph ſhall in Songs of Praiſe
To all eternity.
HYMN 137. Death the Seed ſown in the Earth.
1 Cor. 15.36.
Thou Fool, that which thou ſoweſt is not quickned, unleſs it die.
1
LIke as the Seed which Men do ſow
Some time lyes in the Earth;
And then it ſprours▪ and we all ſee
A Reſurrection hath.
2
And as the Seed, unleſs it die,
It is not quickened;
So we firſt die, and afterwards
Are raiſed from the dead.
3
Death doth approach▪ all Men muſt die,
And turn unto the duſt;
The Grave that is the Houſe for all,
And thither go we muſt.
4
Uncertain is the time of death,
'Tis certain all muſt die;
And certain 'tis when death doth come,
Comes in eternity,
5
No Mortal can himſelf deliver
From th' power of the Grave;
And as we die, ſo we are ſure
Another life to have.
The Second Part.
1
The Reſurrection-day will come,
When we ſhall riſe again;
Remember well the Day of Doom,
And where you muſt remain;
2
For if in ſin at laſt you die,
To Hell you ſhall be caſt;
But if in Chriſt you fall aſleep,
Your happineſs will laſt
3
For evermore; you ſhall then be
With Chriſt and holy Men,
Where you ſhall with the Angels ſing
All praiſe to God, Amen.
4
Bleſſed are they who in the Lord
At laſt do come to die;
For as all ſuch from labour reſt,
So ſhall aſſuredly
5
At the great day, when Chriſt appears,
Appear in glory bright,
And in God's Kingdom ſhall henceforth
Shine like the Morning light.
6
Then do not mourn for ſuch who die
In Chriſt their deareſt Friend;
Their gain is great, of all their grief
There is a final end.
HYMN 138. The Reſurrection-day.
1 Theſſ. 4.14.
Them that ſleep in Jeſus, will God bring with him.
1
DEath is a ſleep, it is a reſt
From all our labour here,
And to the Saints it is the beſt,
And so it will appear
2
They fall aſleep in a ſweet place,
They ſleep in Jeſus do;
They Union have with him through Grace,
Which death can't overthrow.
3
Death can't diſſolve that bleſſed Knot,
That union doth remain,
And unto Jeſus Chriſt do go,
Death unto Saints is gain.
4
But though the Sinner falls aſleep,
His ſleep is troubleſome;
His Spirits ſhall no reſt receive
Till the laſt day doth come;
5
But under wrath and dreadful Ire
His Spirit then ſhall lye;
When death dos come, he feels Hell-fire,
He ſleeps in miſery.
6
'Tis but one part that taketh reſt,
That Sleep too ſoon will o're,
When God will on Body and Soul
Eternal vengeance pour.
HYMN 139. Death a Sleep.
Phil. 1.13.
Having a deſire to depart and be with Chriſt, &c.
1
DEpart from what? and whither go?
But why art in ſuch haſte?
O 'tis becauſe thou well didſt know
How ſweet Chriſt's love doth taſte.
2
Depart from Earth, and go to Heav'n,
From Saints that dwell below,
To them to whom bleſs'd Crowns are given,
Who do no ſorrow know.
3
Depart from Sin and Suffering,
To go to laſting bliſs;
From being Poor, to be a King!
What change is there like this?
4
But yet thou muſt wait till the time
That God prefixed hath;
And then thou ſhalt depart in peace,
And have the end of Faith.
5
O happy Man, thou art the Lord's,
Let death come when it will:
And he thy precious Soul at laſt
Will with his glory fill.
HYMN 140. The Morning of the Reſurrection.
Pſal. 49.14.
And, the Righteous ſhall have dominion over them in the morning.
1
THe Morning comes when Night is gone,
The Night is now far ſpent;
The Reſurrection day comes on,
When Jeſus ſhall be ſent
2
To call the Dead out of their Graves,
That is the Morning ſure
Which will not have another Night,
That Day will laſt for ever.
3
Thy Sun will riſe, and ne're go down'
And then thou ſhalt awake
Out of thy Bed, and have a Crown
That will thee happy make.
4
Thou waſt of no eſteem on Earth,
But a poor Underlin;
But ſhalt at laſt dominion have
When that day doth begin.
5
It will a Morning be in which
No Clouds ſhall more appear;
Thy Sun ſhall riſe, and ſhine he ſhall
Beyond all ſhinings here.
6
O wait, ye Saints, then for the Morn!
Look up, it is ev'n day!
Break forth and ſing all Saints of God,
Who dwell in Houſe of Clay:
7
Your day doth haſten on apace,
Look up, lift up your Eyes,
The Morning comes when you ſhall rule
O're all your Enemies.
HYMN 141. The great Aſſize.
Rev. 20.12.
And I ſaw the dead, ſmall and great, ſtand before God, and the Books were opened, &c.
1
HArk how the mighty Trumpet ſounds,
The Judge is on the Throne!
Now joy to Saints ſhall much abound,
But hark how Sinners groan!
2
Now, now the Books ſhall opened be,
The Judgment-day is come;
And Chriſt will judge impartially,
And Sinners ſhall be dumb;
3
Nothing to ſay: Ah! no excuſe …
All ſilent, all are mute,
And ſhall the Sentence now receive,
Which wrath will execute.
4
Rejoyce, ye Saints, for Chriſt will ſay,
O Come who are bleſſed!
Ye bleſſed of my Father, now
With joy lift up your head,
5
And take the Kingdom long prepar'd
For you: But ah! alas!
The wicked then will houl and cry
To ſee their woful caſe.
HYMN 142. The Crown of Glory.
Of Heaven.
2 Tim. 4.8.
Henceforth there is laid up for me a Cro… of Righteouſneſs &c.
1
NO ſooner ſhall the Judgment end,
But Saints ſhall crowned be,
And ſhine they ſhall in glorious Robes
Unto eternity.
2
Then ſhall we ſee the bleſſed One
Who crowned was with Thorns,
Who ſhed for us his precious Blood,
Whoſe Heart was broke with ſcorns:
3
Him whom our Souls ſo dearly love,
We all ſhall ſhortly ſee
With open face, and ſhall above
With him for ever be.
4
That Man that here met with diſgrace,
We there ſhall ſee ſo bright,
That Angels can't behold his face
For its exceeding light.
5
What gladneſs will poſſeſs our heart
When we ſhall ſee theſe things!
For light and life in ev'ry part
Will riſe like laſting Springs.
6
Next unto Chriſt we ſhall behold
Saints Souls in glory ſhine,
Whoſe Bodies ſhall be made like his,
All glorious, all divine.
HYMN 143. Our Bodies made glorious.
The Second Part.
1
EAch Saint ſhall then ſhine more or leſs
In Crowns excelling Gold,
Triumph they ſhall in heavenly bliſs
Amazing to behold;
And each of them in majeſty
Shall repreſent a King;
Yea, Angel-like for dignity,
And ſhall with Cherubs ſing:
3
Immortal are they ev'ry one,
And ſhine like to the Sun;
Their glory alſo ſhall abide,
Their day ſhall ne're be done:
4
Their Bodies which ſometimes were torn,
And Bones that broken were,
For Jeſus's ſake he will adorn
With health and glory fair.
5
They ſhall alſo with Angels then
Joyn in ſweet harmony,
To ſing and celebrate God's praiſe
Unto eternity.
6
This we ſhall hear▪ this we ſhall ſee,
While raptured in bliſs,
When we with bleſſed Jeſus be;
What happineſs like this?
HYMN 144. Laſting Glory.
The Third Part.
1
OUr Friends that lived Godly here
Shall there be found again;
Ah! we ſhall meet, and then we ſhall
Together all remain.
2
This is the place, this is the ſtate
Of all that are ſincere,
Which Men nor Angels can relate,
So great's the glory there.
3
Grace here doth tune our hearts and tongues
For heav'nly harmony,
That ſing we may with Angels all
Unto eternity.
4
Here run the Chryſtal ſtreams of Life
Quite thorough all our Veins;
Grace doth our Souls to God unite,
Like glorious Golden Chains:
We here are made both fit and meet
For that Inheritance,
5
Where we ſhall reign triumphantly,
And have preheminence.
6
Now that which ſweete… … is this,
Our glory will remain;
No end will there be of our bliſs,
When we begin to raign.
7
In hopes of that high glory …
Break forth, ye Saints, and ſing.
And alſo live unto the praiſe
Of our moſt glorious King.
HYMN. 145. Hell a Furnace of Fire.
Of Hell.
…ark 9.46.
Where the Worm diet b not, and the Fire is not quenched.
WHen Saints ſhall glorified be,
The Sinners pangs excell;
When Saints ſhall all in Heaven ſing,
Sinners ſhall houl in Hell.
The fooliſh Sinner little thinks
What ſorrows will abound
Within himſelf, when on the brink
Of Tophet he is found.
Hell is, alas, beyond all thought
So frightful, and forlorn;
No mortal Creature can relate
The pangs that there are born.
God will exclude them evermore
From his moſt bleſſed face:
And them involve in miſery,
In ſhame, and in diſgrace.
5
God is the Fountain of all Good,
Of Life, of Light and peace;
They then muſt needs be wretched all
Who are depriv'd of theſe.
6
Unto a dreadful burning Lake
All on a fiery flame
Hell is compared; wo to them
Who once do feel the ſame.
HYMN 146. Hell a Lake of Fire.
The Second Part.
1
NO light, but darkneſs there doth dwell!
No peace, but horror ſtrange:
Ah! they who once do come to Hell,
Will find a diſmal change;
2
A fiery Lake, a Furnace hot,
A Burning Oven too
It is compared in God's Word,
And thither Sinners go.
3
And further, God to ſhew their ſtate
Who in their ſins do die,
Compares it to burning Brimſtone,
To ſhew their miſery.
4
And as a ſtinking ſteam and ſmoak
Of Brimſtone bad does ſmell,
And blinds the Eyes, and Stomach choaks,
So are the pangs of Hell.
5
To ſee a Sea of Brimſtone burn,
Would it you not affright?
But they whom God to Hell doth turn,
Are in a worſer plight.
6
This burning cannot quenched be,
No, not with Tears of Blood;
No mournful groans in miſery
Will there do any good.
7
O damned Sinners ſee your fate,
The Day of Grace is done;
Repentance now is much too late,
All mercy's fled and gone.
Hell a Prison.
The Second Part.
1 Pet. 3.19.
The Spirits in Priſon.
Hell alſo, in another place,
Is call'd a Priſon too;
…nd all to ſhew the woful caſe
Of ſuch ſin doth undo:
Which Priſon, with its Lock and Barrs
Of God's laſting Decree,
…ill hold them faſt; O how this marrs
All thoughts of being free.
Out of theſe brazen Barrs may they
The Saints in glory ſee;
…ut this will not their grief allay,
But to them torment be.
Thoſe Chains that darkneſs on them hangs,
Still ratling in their Ears,
…reates within them heavy pangs,
And ſtill augments their Tears.
Thus hopeleſs of all remedy,
They dyingly do ſink
…nto the Jaws of Miſery,
And Seas of Sorrows drink;
For being fill'd on every ſide
With helpleſneſs and grief,
Headlong into deſpair they ſlide,
Bereft of all relief.
The Third Part.
Hell a bottomleſs Pit.
And Hell alſo is call'd a Pit,
Prepar'd for thoſe that die
The Second Death, a term moſt fit
To ſhew their miſery.
A Pit that's bottomleſs is this,
A Gulph of grief and woe,
A Dungeon which they cannot miſs,
That will them quite undo.
3
Thus without ſtay they always ſink,
Thus fainting till they fail;
Deſpair they up like water drink,
Theſe Priſoners have no Bail.
4
Here meets them now that Worm that gnaws,
And plucks their Bowels out;
The pit too on them ſhuts her Jaws,
This dreadful is no doubt.
5
This ghaſtly Worm is guilt of ſin,
Which on their Conſcience feeds,
With Vipers Teeth both ſharp and keen,
Whereat it ſorely bleeds.
6
This Worm is fed by memory,
Which ſtrictly brings to mind
All things done in their Body here,
As we in Scripture find.
7
Their Conſcience is the Slaughter-ſhop,
There hangs the Axe and Knife;
'Tis there the Worm doth them torment,
With moſt egregious ſtrife.
8
They ſooner may drink up the Sea
Than ſhake off theſe their fears,
Or make another in one day
As big with briniſh tears.
9
They ſooner may the Stars account
Than looſe their diſmal bands,
Or tell the number of their Hairs,
Or number of the Sands
10
Of the Sea-ſhore, as ſee the end
Of their ſad miſery;
O Sinners fear and tremble all!
Think on Eternity.
The End of the Seventh Part.