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5. Thou shalt thy Parents honour 2. Whilst with her sweetest flowers pay,
Thy Sion strews thy Way,
I'll raise with all my powers
I'll tune a long divine;
In graceful numbers shine. Thou never wilt become a Thief. 3. What haft thou not performed, 7. Tell never Lies, which may or can
Lord to retrieve my Loss, Offend or hurt thy Fellow-man;
While I was so deformed Befriend him rather, and be he
By Sin and hellish dross ? Who his Repute guards tenderly.
Fair gifts of my Creation
Quite spill’d, made me despair ; 8. Of Covetousness well beware, T'invade no things or persons dare, But thy own Incarnation Which Providence by wise decree
Brought my Redemption near. Gave to thy Friend, and not to thee. 4. I lay in Fetters groaning,
Thou cam'ft to fet me free. 9. Here is God's Law! thou Man, My shame I was bemoaning, adore !
With Grace thou_cloathedst me, Behold the Reasons too, wherefore
Thou raisedít me to Glory; We read in Gospel-days that Law;
Endow'dft me with thy Bliss, First, thee in Godliness to awe.
Which is not tranfitory, 10. The other, and the principal,
As worldly treasure is.
5. This caus'd thy Incarnation, Which makes thee shun thy Benefit.
This brought thee down to me ! Thy Thirk for
salvation 11. O Jesus Chrift! we thee im Contriv'd my Liberty! plore,
O Love beyond all measure, Our Mediator and Saviour,
Wherewith thou dost embrace Our Holiness 'fore God to be, Mankind, 'midst all that pressure On whom should we rely but thee? Which, since the Fall, takes place.
6. Let this consideration 434.
Heal up your wounds within,
Ye Sons of desolation, Wie soll ich dich empfangen.
That feel the smarts of Sin !
Be not cast down, your Helper 1. OW shall I meet my Sa. You have before the gate : viour ?
He, who your heart's Diftemper How Thall I welcome thee?
Relieveth, here doth wait. What manner of behaviour
7. 'Tis none of your endeavour Is now requir'd of me? Let thine Illumination
any mortal care Guide heart and hand aright,
Cou'd draw his sovereign Favour That this my preparation
To finners in despair :
Uncall'd he comes with Gladness, Be pleasing in thy fight.
To save you from the Fall,
And cure all Griefs and sadness Thou Morning-Itar, thou Eden's
He knows ye're clogg'd withal. Flow'r! 8. Be not cast down nor frighted
The Lord of Lords, whom Mary At fin, tho' ne'er so great ;
Hallelujah. No! Jesus is delighted
2. We fing thee 'midit thy chosen The greatest to remit.
race, He comes, repenting Sinners With all our strength we give thee With life and love to crown;
praise ; And make them happy winners That thou so long expected Guest Of glory like his own.
Didit come to visit us at last. 9.
Then fear not ye the clamour 3. Dost thou a stranger chuse to be, Of Satan and his clan :
When Heav'n and Earth belong to The Word, his pow'rful hammer, thee?
Destroys their wicked plan. Thou cloathest all, yet bare and He comes, the King of glory,
Whose Nod confounds their hoft; Wilt thou on human Bosom lean ? He opes a path before ye,
4. Doft thou a Mother's suckling And bates all their boast.
need, To. He comes to pass a sentence Who doft the whole Creation feed ? On all his enemies :
The Worlds like parchment roll'ft But children of Repentance
Shall meet with love and peace. And men in swaddling-clothes thee Come, Prince of
No servant's found on thee t'attend.
6. I thank thee, loving Lamb ! that Dún er liegt iu Ceinet krippe.
thou TOW in his manger he fo hum- On my account didst stoop so low;
And as thy Spirit gives me grace, bly lies, And both to me and thee thas sweet- I'll be thy Servant, if thou please. ly cries :
7. I'll fing thy Hallelujahs here Forget, my brethren, all your
Before the souls, and never tire ; “ Grief and Pain !
And when I yonder gain my place, “ For what you have not, that I I'll sing an endless Age of praise. “ bring again.
Ermuntre dich,mein schwachet geifi. Wir üngen dir Jumannet.
Rife my spirit, leap with joy, ТЕ fing to thee Immanuel !
Thou Prince of life, salva- The Father, who's a new-born Boy, tion's Well!
The Child and Ages-fire !
with great defire
This is the night in which he came,
[439.) Was born, and put on humanFrame, The World, his Bride, to visit, Das neu gebohrne Kindelein.
"HE new-born Babe, whom , groom, good!
Jesus, God bless'd for evermore!
Brings in another Year of grace
2. Therefore the Angels do rejoice,
Since'tis their pleasure,joy and choice I will repeat thy laud and praise, With all my heart all future days,
To be with us : they sing so mild,
“ God is with Mankind reconcil'd.! For thy bleit Incarnation Procured my salvation.
3. Is God in heaven now our Friend,
Who then would fear a strengthless 3. Ah Jesu! thy unworthy Bride
Fiend ? Deserveth to be loathed,
We neither hell nor devil fear, And yet thou hait her to thy self
Since Christ the Child protects us Upon the Cross betrothed :
here. She's nothing else but infamy, Curse, darkness, death and misery ;
4. He brings along a Year of praise, Yet for her (O Love's rapture)
Why do we then complain always ? Thou layest down thy Sceptre.
Be glad my soul, arise and bless
This Child who changes our Distress. 4. O lovely Child, O sweetest Boy! O beauty beyond measure!
(These two, as well as No 433. are from ibe My Brother, whom I dearly love 16!b Century.)
Above all this world's treasure : Come, deareft! come, and lodge with
Jelu meine freude.
1. TESUS, Source of Gladness,
Comfort in all sadness,
Thou canst end my grief : [438.]
Lord, thy light I'm wanting,
While my heart is panting Er wechselt mit uns winderlich.
After thy Relief.
Saviour Chrift, my Lamb and Priest ! Wondrous Change he with Heaven and earth without thy trea. us makes,
sure He Flesh and Blood takes sure, Can afford no pleasure. Us in his Father's kingdom grants 2. Under thy Protection
To share the Godhead pure. Hell and Sin's injection 2. A Slave is he, that I a Lord Cannot hurt my heart;
Moft splendid might commence : Storms may roar and thunder,
Vain is all his art !
Lightning's Glare, which else would
441. scare, Cannot now
Schatz uber alle schazre.
Reasure above all treasure, 3. I defy all Evil,
faireit One! Sword, death, hell and devil,
Thou'st dear beyond all measure : With their flavish fear : Tho' the world's me stinging,
In my poor Heart a throne
(It now with Zeal doth languish) Yet I will be singing ;
I have to Thee ailign'd ; For my God is near.'
'Cause thou with thine own Anguish Satan's clan may curse and ban ;
Haft heal'd my Pain of mind. Earth and Hell, howe'er they riot, Yet must soon be quiet.
2. Joy, of my joy the Fountain,
Thou Bread most heavenly! 4. All ye worldly treasures,
I'll paiture on thy mountain, With your finful pleasures !
My Soul's need satisfy : Far from me remove :
With marrow and with fatnes, Honour and Ambition,
With joy exceeding great, Cease your oppofition
With Comfort and with sweetness, To my facred Love.
Ev'n in a suff'ring State. Come death, pain, with all your
Let me now be perceiving
Thy friendly Countenance ! Your affaults shall but discover
My heart for to enliven How I love my Lover.
With that most powerful glance : I would leave for Jesus
Without thee to be living, All the gold of Crafus,
Were to my heart great pain ; Pleasure, Praise and Pow'r :
But 'fore thee to be moving, Sin, thou great Deceiver,
Is Health, and joy, and gair. Now subside for ever,
4. O Well of life! I fervent Lift thy head no more.
Pant for thee, sweetest Rest ! One Adieu I give to you,
Thou faithful Church's Servant, Death more fitly callid than Living :
Think'st thou some Trouble best I'm in Christ believing.
For me ? I'll gladly suffer, 6. Fly, ye gloomy Spirits !
And no pain shall me move Jesus with his Merits
(Tho' frightful it should offer) Is my guard and Prop;
From thy most tender love. Those that love th’Anointed, 5. My Heart remains giv'n over Shan't be disappointed
To thee perpetually, Of their living Hope.
To die, to live ; and rather,
Than want thy Company,
With pain and infainy.
Life's on Cross Sufpend
For heavenly is my Spirit, 5: 'Twas I ought to’ve been pained.
And my whole heart and mind : And fast for ever chained Where Christ himself discloses, Both hand and foot in Hell ; There I do long to be ;
The Bands and Scourge's tearing, And where he buildech Houses, Which, thou, my God! wert bearing; That is the place for me.
My soul, my soul deserv'd to feel. 1 7. Now Jesu, love's pure Fire, 6. I'll be 'mongst the beholders,
Come fetch me to thee home : How thou on thy own Shoulders To thy Breast I aspire,
Bear'ít my prodigious load : My soul's Adornment! come.
Thou tak'it the Curse-infliction, Rich I shall be, and chearful, Giv'st for it Benedi&tion ;
When once thro' thy free grace, My Cordial is thy Pains and rod. I, snatch'd from all that's hurtful, 7. As Surety thou presentest Have gaind my heav'nly Place. Thyself, to smart consenteft
For me in Debt all o'er ; 442.
A crown of Thorns thóú weareft,
The scorn and pain thou beareft D welt, lieh hier dein lebent.
With Patience never known before.
8. Into Death's jaws thou leaping, World ! attention lend it,
Provid'st for my efcaping,
That I this Hurt mayn't prove ; ed, Thy Healer finks in death :
My Death thou for me carry it, The fov'reign Prince of Glory
And then with thyself bury'st,
O most unheard-of fire of Love ! ('Tis no fiétitious story) With Shame and torment yields 9. Thro' all life's hours and stations, his Breath.
i'm under Obligations, 2. Draw near! thou wilt discover,
The highest, to thee, Lamb! Late bloody Sweat all over
As far as they are able, His Body stains and dyes ;
Shall Soul and Body, stable, Out of his Heart most noble,
Devote their service to thy Name. For inexhausted trouble,
10. To thee, while here I'm living, Sighs are succeslive following I have nought worth the giving: Sighs.
Yet one thing shall not fail ; Who hath thee thus abused,
Thy Death and Passion ever, 3. My Health! and so much bruised
Till soul and body sever, Thy tend'rest, loveliest Face ?
Shall in my Heart's recess prevail. Why ! thou’rt no sin's transactor,
11. Its fresh Representation Thou art no malefactor,
Shall ftir my admiration, Like others of the human Race. Where'er I turn or move ; 4. I, I ! and my transgreslions,
I'll take it for my mirrour Which by my own confessions,
Of Innocence, for terror
God's Holiness how itern,