How rig'rous he chaftifes,
When he with wrath baptifes;
This I will by thy Sufferings learn.
13.From thence I'll be taught wholly,
How my Heart shall be holy;

My mind compos'd and still;
How I fhall love and bear with
Those who me vex and tear with
Rude acts of Malice and ill-will.
14, When I'm exasperated,
My name calumniated,
Myfelf I'll mollify;
And put the beft conftruction
Upon my Neighbour's action,
Forgive and fuffer willingly.
15. With JESUS crucifying
I'll be my Flesh denying,
And ev'ry (flefhly Luft:
What in thy Eye is odious,
I'll leave, howe'er commodious,
By help and Strength which thou
beftow'ft.

16. Thy Sighs and groans unnumber'd;

And from thy Heart encumber'd,
The thoufand Tears forth prefs'd,
Thefe fhall, at my Difmiffion
To final Reft's fruition,

Thou harmless, undefil'd, and clean,
What caus'd thee to be flain ?
4. My Sins, as num'rous as the fands
Upon the Ocean fhore,
Have been the cruel murd'rous hands
That wounded Thee fo fore.
5.Thy Anguish,thy tormenting pain,
And ev'ry dreadful woe,
Thou didst fo willingly sustain,
My Soul bould undergo.

6. Thou on thy fhoulders tak'ft the whole,

To eafe my burthen'd heart: Thou bear'ft the curfe, to bless my foul,

And heal'ft me with thy Smart. 7. Thy wondrous love to evidence, Thou would'st my Surety be: Thyfelf would't pay my Debt immenfe,

Thereby to fet me free. 8.Thou art Destruction to the Grave, Death's Enemy severe ; That each who was before his flave, Might now be fav'd from fear. 9. My debt to thee, dear wounded Love,

Weak words cannot express;

Breaft.

Part of the fame.

1. EE, world,upon the bloody tree Thy Life there finks in Death, Cover'd with Stripes and wounds for thee,

Thy Saviour yields his breath. 2 Behold his Body fwims in blood; Out of his tender Heart,

Deep fighs and Groans he fends to God

In his exceffive fmart.

Shew proper Thankfulness.

10. Grant me but this while I am

here,

(Since I can nothing give) Thy Suff'rings in my heart to bear, And in thy Death to live!

443.

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Aife your devotion, mortal tongues,

To praise the King of glory, Sweet be the accents of your fongs Of him who's gone before ye;

Sin,

What caus'd thee then thy Pain?

For heav'n and all created things Mult found Emanuel's Praifes. 2. Ye

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Each Drop of blood, my fins did prefs
From thee my Mediator!
O were mine Eyes a well of tears,
To gush with inward anguish
Forth, and languish,
Like thofe, whofe loving fears
At last their Object vanquish.
8. O that I with a Babe's defire
Came running,weeping,ftretching,
So long, till love's internal Fire
My longing foul were catching:
O! would thy Heart unite with mine
In gentle condefcenfion,

And the tenfion
Of fuch thy Pow'r divine

Admit of no declenfion.

9. O draw me, Deareft! after thee, And I fhall run with pleasure : I'll run with all my fervency T'embrace thee, Lord, my Treafure,

And taste the sweetness of that Love, Whose bleft communication Brings Salvation,

Doth fin and grief remove

With ease on each occafion.

10. My Comfort, Jewel, life and light,

My fov'reign Good and portion! Make me partaker of thy Sight, I'm thine with all devotion: Without thy love, there's nought but Gall,

I find no fatisfaction,

But diftraction
Surrounding ev'ry Wall,

And cauling fad Reflection.
11.But, Lord, thy love is perfect Reft,
The fource of all true pleasure :
O Jefu! be my foul thus bleft,
T'enjoy thee without measure:
Be thou my Flame, and burn in me;
My Balfam, be thou healing
All that's ailing,

And all Depravity

I'm till with grief bewailing.

12. Thy love, my faviour! all fupplies,

What to my foul is wanting; 'Tis the true Light unto mine eyes, My cordial when I'm fainting; My fweetest Wine and heav'nly food, My richeft Robe and garment, My Preferment, Defence of life and blood,

My Lodge and fafe apartment. 13. My dearest Dear, if thou remove, What is my birth and Being? Should'ft thou withdraw thy precious love,

My best of Goods were fleeing: Grant, I may feek and entertain Thee, my fweet Guest, with gladnefs,

That no fadnefs
Difturb thy Love again,

Which cures my

finful madness.

14. Thy Love has always been the

fame,

Ev'n from my first Beginning, When I yet knew not thy great Name,

Could do nought elfe but finning: O let thy love, Almighty Lord! Continue to attend me,

And defend me

From foes of any fort,

That would deftroy and rend me 15. Lord! grant thy love an influence On all my present Station : But if by frailty 1 should chance

To fwerve from my Salvation, Be thou my Guide and Counsellor, In all my thoughts and actions Give Corrections, When Sin's deluding pow'r

Would draw me to distractions. 16. Thy love uphold me, when diftreft,

Add ftrength when I am fainting; And when this mortal Period's pait, My heart for thee is panting :

Thy Wounds upon my heart impress, Nor ought fhall the lov'd Stamp efface.

3. O that my heart, which open ftands,

May catch each Drop, that tortu. ring pain

Arm'd by my Sins, wrung from thy hands,

Thy Feet, thy Head, thy ev'ry vein: That still my

breaft may heave with

fighs, Still tears of love o'erflow my eyes. 4. O that I as a little Child

May follow thee, nor ever rest Till fweetly thou haft pour'd thy

Free me from ev'ry weight: nor fear Nor fin can come, it thou art here. 6. What in thy Love poffefs I not? My Star by night, my Sun by

day;

My Spring of life when parch'd with drought,

My Wine to chear, my Bread to stay,

My Strength, my Shield, my safe Abode,

My Robe before the throne of GOD! 7. From all Eternity with love

Unchangeable thou haft me
view'd;

Ere knew this beating heart to move,
Thy tender Mercies me purfu'd.
Ever with me may they abide,
And close me in on ev'ry fide.
8. Still let thy love point out my
Way,

(How wondrous things thy love hath wrought!) Still lead me, left I go aftray, Direct my Work, infpire my Thought:

And when I fall, foon may I hear Thy Voice, and know that Love is