HYMNS, and Spiritual SONGS. Extracted From SCRIPTURE; on occasion of some useful Texts discussed. Composed In private Meditation, and made use of (once) In Public: for the Saint's Comfort: Now Published for their sakes that sung them; or others that desire them.  Psal. 32.7. 
And compass me about with Songs of deliverance  Psal. 77.6. 
I call to mind my Song in the Night.—  Matth. 26.30. 
When they had sung an Hymn they departed.  
Plinius secundus pleads that Christians, at meetings did. Nil Romanis legibus contrarium, nisi hoc solum, quod antelucanos Hymnos Christo cuidam canerent deo. Euseb. cap. 32. p. 67.  
London, Printed by J. R. for the Author, 1682.   

To the Reader.  
AS Errors in judgement cloud our heads; in affections, our hearts; in action, our lives; (humanum est errare;) So specially do errors in divine Worship obnubilate our devotion to God: So that all may say, (or be mute) as David, who understands his errors? Ps. 19.12. who can indeed?  
But of errors in Religion, both in Doctrine and Worship; (not here now to treat at large:) of aspiring to Deity, as Pagans; arrogating legislation, as Papagans, affecting domination, as Prelates, I only touch (obiter) the self assumption of the Titles, empty Names, and Forms; of Church, Ordinances, and Ministry, without the things themselves; As we Protestants of all sorts (too oft) do. Oh how it would become us first to inquire after divine measures, by that Scripture-golden reed, and to be ashamed of all we have done; and next to wait, and seek for that Holy Spirit as the Apostles were bid, in Acts 1.4.8. rather than temerate (as one says) Gods sacred mysteries with unwashen hands, and make that a mean of temporal Life; that (through the justice of God) becomes the occasion of our own and others spiritual (if not eternal) death.  
But two things concern us all that venerate that second Command, (that Papists expunge the Decalogue) the one is to know the Holy will of our God, both for matter, and form; that the first be bonum the second been; good, well done; that it be not called vain Oblation? etc. The other is to fear his wrath, that ever attends divine jealousy: If but so small (as may seem) an error slip us, as did Nadab and Abihu, at the entry of Worship in offering strange fire, and common; or as Eli's Sons, or Uzah's rash touch, or naaman's cringing to Rimmon, (for company, with his King; and Master) or as Uriahs' usurping the Preisthood: All which are fatal examples, that do caution us to be tremulous: for in all the parts of Worship, Preaching, Prayer, Ministration of Instituted seals, and Censures, etc. I fear our errors at our Masters coming will be found not a few; so that we may say as Naaman the Lord pardon us, etc. as 2 Kings 5.17. or as David about Uzahs' boldness in Error. 2 Sam. 6. v. 7.  
The Lord made a breach, because we sought him not in the due order.  
But I only mean to touch a little that part of Worship that is called singing. And since its needless to lay open the Theory of it, being so well done by others, as Cotton, Sydnam, Rous, Barton, Hen. Ainsworth. Those of N. E. and in that of Scotland: Let me only hint at the Nature, Form and Use of Song in General; the Occasion, and rise of these in particular.  
For the Nature I do not mean Jigs (as the Papist styled Hopkins) nor bare Poems, as Crafhaws or herbert's, Quarles, Withers, or Pordage's &c. who tho' their songs may be good, and spiritual, and far usefuller (especially to youth) than amorous lays of Wit, wanton Rhapsodies, and profane Ballads: yet I should scarce take them as materials for Worship: The ornature being human, and polite: But this I mean by't. A Spiritual Song, in Scripture words or sense, composed in measures tuneable, sung alone, or with others to the Lords own praise, our own or others joy; in a sweet harmony of heart and voices.  
This may (at present) serve to hint the nature of song (as the Author takes it) till more convenient time be to enlarge upon it.  
The great point that depends of late is, about the form, how to do it aright? (here quot capita tot sententiae;) some seclude it wholly their Assemblies and Families, as lost; like Hebrew-Musick and Meeter, (till 'tis restored) and so practise it not, other than by prayer and praise: (natural worship.) Some (in the other extreme) make so common, and formal work of it, that as the Minister sits above it as if it were below him, to exhibit a song, so a Clerk (the fag end of Antichrist) takes upon him to lead as a Reader. Some (few) only join (as in prayer) with one that has a song, and utters it, (whether extempore or no I say not,) not the voice of any present joining harmony with him: as Silas and Paul and Miriam of old did, etc. This I like not. Some again are for't; but act not, as stumbling at a promiscuous assembly, not yet being on mount Zion, where the Lamb's new song will be; these are holy souls, but short of duty, for there be songs in the night; one may sing at the lowest, by the skirts of Zion with an eye to the heights, as Jer. 3 1, 12. nay in Jeremiah's Dungeon, or daniel's Den, or the Bishop's coalhouse, or the three Children in the Flames. Others are for acting (as we may) now on the lowest round of jacob's Ladder, the Foot stair of God's Temple.  
Yet again some are for the Old way, the Old Translation, all old, etc. Others for correction and Reformation, of which sort, I am one: and though't has been used, (till of late) to sing in the words of David: (as of old, 2 Chron. 29.30.) Yet I scruple not to use the Canticles, nor the sense of other Scriptures in the same or other words; consonant to the Analogy of Fa th'. If then for the matter, my song be in the words of the Sacred Scripture (or reducible to it,) and for the form, I neither limit myself in the composure, nor yet impose on others; lest of all fix a stand or bound, beyond which none (in time to come) ought to go; tho' of more light and spirit than I am, and aiming at purer Reformation, yea waiting for a renovation of all: I see not why any can scruple to join with me so, or I with them.  
Now for the use of Hymns and Songs, I find the advantages that accrue, many; to compose and calm our evil spirits, as saul's was by David, 1 Sam. 16.16, 23. To allay a vexed, perturbed mind at the sight of a sinner as the Prophet, 2 Kings. 3.15. was by a Minstrel: and one a late so weary in travel, that he could not Preach, till he had heard Music. As (on the other hand) the mind being 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉. well composed, (as Jam. 5.13. or merry,) it exhilarates and improves spiritual joy, and comfort; made Paul's Chain light, and Stocks easy: sometimes its instructive as some Psalms be, or corrective as others; now and then it's prophetical, often precatory; always monitory and edifying, etc. Above all, in combats of mind, or military congresses: 'tis wonderful to read the blessed efforts (and contrary effects) it has produced in the open Field; at the facing (not foiling only) of an enemy: as in 2 Chron. 20.21, 22. and times of war plainly demonstrate, both animating the hearts of the good; and daunting the faces of the adversary. Besides at the end of Supper our Lord he and they sang an Hymn: as all acting they [plurally] in two Evangelists, Math. 26.30. Mark 14.26. as did the Jews ending their Paschal-feast, and tho' as corrupt times and Roman Impositions grew on; certain vain gaudy customs, in Chores, Choristers, Organ-Pipes and like Trumperies were by Satan's malice, and superstitious minds foisted and mixed with the duty, and some made Hymns in praise of Arian Bishops. Yet take off the Rites and Abuses, and let none invent Instruments of Music like David, Amos 6.5. nor play on them before an Image, as Dan. 3.7, 15. and I see not but that old Hymnizing way and gift might be restored, 1 Cor. 14.26. and a glory fill this, and other appointments.  
Now for the occasion of this way, the Author uses: observe this twofold account.  
1. Casting an eye cursorily, on a plea (one of the times published) for forms of prayer, he argues thus: If it be lawful in Singing, to use stinted set Forms: why not in prayers too? to let pass, Why not in Sermons also? Or Homilies, etc. I only answer (for my own part) that no set forms of song are by any composed, in any Translation (and far less imposed by any humane sanction) on purpose to stint, straiten, or direct the spirit of God, its gifts, or graces in any; that were to break the second Command as Mr. Cotton argues: And as bad as the old Latin Missale, so I never should use even the best Psalter.  
2. (And more personally) note that the Author many years ago being in his own and others eyes, under a sentence of death, despaired of life (in an agony of dolour) had suddenly injected, and impressed on his spirit that place, Psal. 32.7. preserve from trouble, and compass me about with songs of deliverance. Which makes me say if God has performed his part in the former, ought not I to essay to sing thus, and as Hezekiah to call on others, Isai. 38. ult. in (consort) to rejoice in hopes of a glorious deliverance at hand: the sparks of which hope, (laid up in Heaven for us) are already kindled above, and are taking fire on earth, never to be extinct till it have consumed, the Idols, and Priests together: inflamed the restorers zeal; and well warmed our Isles-Inhabitants with a love of reformation, never to be cooled by all Papists can do; till that promised restitution of all, as Act. 3.19, 21. and the desire of Nations come, Hagg. 2.7. to fill his second Temple with his glory.  
As for these songs (such as they be) do any ask what for matter, I say they derive from Scripture-fountain: for else I desire they may be vilipended: But for the form of composure, they flowed from serious Meditations in secret, sober reflections on the subjects then discoursed, and some (such as memory helped to recall) had birth in private closet songs, tho' many are lost for want of a speedy record. If any dislike the method, heads, (in some of them) the transitions, in others the reflections on present times, the dull strain, bad poetry, or plain style; the Author deems it not fit to apologise to cavillers, let them do better or let these alone, as the Hymns are at his own cost, so he cares they only have them, that, with any joy in God, once sung them.  
If any say [cui bono] of what use? I say of the same use as a penned Sermon, dying speeches or prayers (not to impose, but) for the recalling to mind, things useful to us before; and to the future profit of others, the same end (tho' a lower mean) as for which Scripture in general, and Psalms in particular were left: and tho' the power, and presence of a duty is not to be penned, yet on the remembrance of things heard, salvation in part depends, 1 Cor. 15.2. If you say there's a store too much already. I yield, yet not too much: bonum quo communius eo melius, it's a pity bread and water, because plentiful, are (as Manna was) therefore more slighted, and a sign of a fulsome glutted age.  
But let such stand by, that the hungry, poor, and meek may eat and be satisfied; some have tasted honey out of these bare carcases; are these jejune, let others provoke their zeal, and stir up far better gifts to do more worthily: But I ask, is't lawful to gloss on a text by a long Sermon, and not sing too a short Hymn? Is't called novelty, or innovation? admit; yet as not old, so nor new things are (if bonum & bene) to be refused, a scribe of Christ house is to bring out of the Lords treasury, both new, and old, and at last the Lord will make all things new: and yet Sternhold and Hopkins did well (tho' not in Popish opinions) in Psalms. Some body must break the Ice to others, call them Novatians who list: besides in Eusebius and Ecclesiastical History it was thus so frequent to do; that some (a late) do use (of their own composure) after Supper, an Hymn: Causabon's Reports of some poetical Enthusiasms, and Religious Extasi's, and some Females in Hysterical fits, that uttered verse, extempore, witness H. Tr's late large folio: may all serve to excite the gift, or to pray it down, amongst us.  
They that use this way are few: I know but one grave learned man besides, that so concludes in an Hymn, publicly: If any consult our Predecessors they may find this way with some Martyrs used in Mr. Fox, and one laid on Qu. Ma. Desk against Popery: a Woman on the death of one sweet Child, sung thus 
All praise, O Lord, with heart and voice,  
we freely give to thee;  
To whom the death of all thy Saints,  
we know full dear to be.   
In Dr. Beards Theatre p. 43. ch. 14. in Mr. John Fenwick, on Zion's joy in her King, (p. 92, 93.) A very pious Hymn. In Geo. Withers specul. p. 77, 85. 91. 142, 143. Also Pordag's Poems p. 157. 207. 215. 257. 300. The Pilgrim sings oft sweetly (See the book) upon's passage from Babel to New Jerusalem. Nay one is put in the preface to some of our large Bibles. Which who can dislike? If Tune or Meeter displease any, can song in consort well be without both? If so, do so, yet consider, it's as lawful to use poetry, to sing in orderly voice, harmony and measure, as to use Grammar, to teach Hebrew, or Translate the Bible to Mother Tongue: if human Ornature under the Law, was not allowed that Altar, yet what polished stones did Solomon's Temple show, by direction of the spirit of Prophecy in David, and of what polished Sapphires will your New Jerusalem be made? but all Gods, not man's.  
'Tis no error in a Preacher to seek out Diburei chaphets, words of desire, Eccl. 12.10. (i. e.) verba complacentiae Vatablus, tho' cadency in rhymes, and lines, delight not God: yet it and method too in English Speech, Prayer, Print, may profit us, and help Memory, and please Affection in the vulgar. I bring but a loop, or Badger-skin to tie, or warm, at the Altar: (or if only to sing in our Families) not to impose a form) only till times of bettering: let it be welcome (as that woman's box to Christ:) to do what we can, as Mark 14.8.  
But because they were so pleasing to some that begged, and others that took Copies of them at the uttering, tho' not so many, so full, and distinct as here: I hope it will be as welcome (this New year) to such, to see them in Print, as then to hear'em and however, let none grudge the Youth if I dedicate this first part to them; and if these pass off well; being only 500 Copies, (and the charge pretty deep too.) To the Elder of my Auditory I may produce (in due time) the Second Part with a larger Epistle, on the various Scripture-victories from Genesis to Revelation, if God permit. I add a Title too, and Index to find any Hymn: if any use, them (to conclude) let your tuning of the heart, be the most melodious part, for Non vox, sed votum; non musica chordula, sed cor; non clamour, sed amor, psallit in aure dei.   

Some Dedicatory Odes in three Poems to Little Children, [To be prefixed to the First Part of Hymns.  
Psal. 34.11. Eccles. 12.1.  

Come little Children, lend your ear,  
To learn how you the Lord may fear.  
Cast wanton Ballads, all away,  
Thus daily learn to Sing, and Pray.   

(1st. part) On your Misery.  

LOrd I was born at first in sin,  
To Satan sold a slave;  
And thus before my life begin,  
exposed to wrath and grave.  
No good by nature can I do,  
yet bend to evil am;  
A stranger unto God also,  
of fallen race, I came.   

My birth in sin, and misery  
did force many a cry:  
My life, subject to vanity,  
did truly Prophesy.  
My Childhood, like to Moses was  
exposed upon the flood,  
Helpless, and in hopeless case,  
weeping and in my blood.   

In Childhood I did place delight  
in baubles and fool-toyes:  
(So ignorant of what was right,)  
those were my greatest joys.  
I quickly to do evil learn,  
and naughty words to use,  
But good, I slowly do discern;  
and oft to do't refuse.   

I better pleased am with play,  
or toys (that fancy feed;)  
Then keeping of God's Sabbath day;  
or learning pray, or read.  
How shall I ever be so wise,  
as Isa'ck was; and some  
(That young were burnt God's sacrifice)  
when suffering times do come.    

2d. Part. On your Duty.  

WHen years do ripen up your wit,  
now Primrose-vertues gather:  
Learn oft to read in Holy Writ,  
and so to call God father.  
Children that can their Fathers tell  
do please; ripe wits they prise;  
Early to know God, sure does well;  
such babes are truly wise.   

Learn willingly your Catechise,  
to understand each part:  
To say't by rote must not suffice:  
true knowledge lies i'th' heart.  
Ask questions of your Parents oft,  
as well as answer theirs;  
He learns but little, profits naught,  
that doubts not, nor inquires.   

Avoid Cards, Dice and all such Games,  
as now too much are used,  
Let wanton sports; quarrels, nicknames,  
and jeers be quite refused.  
God's holy name take not in vain;  
use not one idle word:  
All wanton talk, and dance, refrain:  
cry not (if hurt) O Lord.   

If recreation you must have  
be't cheap, short, innocent,  
Your carriage sweet and habit grave,  
(as babes) meek and content.  
But above all, O learn to pray,  
bemoan your sinful nature;  
Beg (not in forms or words) to say  
me Lord make a new Creature.   

Keep, love and prize God's Sabbath day,  
in Worship, be reverent;  
Also to what your Parents say,  
be most obedient.  
How free was Isa'ck bound, admire,  
(affecting Martyrdom)  
And three, behold saved in the fire,  
mind these if sufferings come.    

(3d. Part.)  


Now to encourage tender hearts,  
This Hymn some hope to youth imparts.   
LOrd thou me first didst form,  
to thee I sure was born,  
And shall I be away from thee  
by sin and Satan torn?  
My Parents did thee fear.  
and me to God devote,  
And in thy law and holy awe,  
my nurture, did promote.   

My infant life God spared.  
that favour was not mean;  
'Tis sad to die in youth, and lie  
our life with the unclean.  
I good example had,  
that kept from great excess,  
Which fills the bones of aged ones  
that sins of youth possess.   

Restraining grace is good;  
natural Conscience too,  
This gives me hope, that God will op'e  
my heart it to renew.  
I have my Parents dear  
vows, prayers, and tears oft cost;  
How can't e'er be, that they should see  
so precious blossoms lost.   

Abram for Ishmael  
did pray with some success:  
But God would place the promised grace  
on Isa'ck's head express,   

(2d. Part.)  

LOrd when with Abraham  
thy Friend, thou covenant struck  
It passed for deed of gift, to's seed  
of which they long partook.  
His seed tho' now cast off  
to him (at last) he'll take  
He doth declare those Children are  
beloved for Father's sake.   

Eight instances there are  
recorded in God's word,  
Who did in youth, fear God, love Truth:  
which comfort does afford.  
Isa'ck was offering made,  
on th' altar bound, and laid;  
Yet so when bound, he no fault found;  
but God that slaughter stayed.   

Joseph to Isr'el brought  
his brethren's bad report;  
They him for that, do emulate,  
thoes' Father loved him for't.   

when Joshua was young,  
his zeal was hot for God;  
So 's Obadiah and King Josiah,  
that down Ball's altars trod.  
Samu'll betimes was called,  
Yea made Gods Prophet young;  
To Eli old, sad tidings told:  
and israel judged long.   

Jeremy was sanctified  
and young did prophesy,  
And John was from the womb called home,  
fore▪ going the most high.  
Lois and Eunice gave  
Timothy education,  
Fully to know Scriptures, that show  
wisdom unto Salvation.   

All ages since produce  
young Martyrs not a few  
That have defied the Tyrant's pride,  
the love of Christ to show.  
Such times, O Lord, prevent:  
but if that may not be;  
Fit me to die, ere I deny  
my Lord that died for me.  
(Of the three Children see Hymn 94.)      

Besides the Index (or an Alphabetical Table) at the end; the young reader (after the Epistles) finds and hint of the heads, or Scriptures to which most of the Hymns relate: as these seven that follow.  
1. THe glory of Christ Offices (viz.) 1. Feeding. 2. Pleading. 3. Ruling and defending his.  
2. The happiness of them, enjoy the presence of God with them, (Nations or Saints.)  
3. Of Christ breaking and Conquering of all, especially his four last adversaries. (viz.) The 1. Dragon. 2. Beast. 3. Whore. 4. Death.  
4. The defeating of all Plots and Plotters, on Esther 9.1. and Psal. 37.12, 13. etc.  
5. About the last part of Redemption by Christ both of our bodies and spirits, and of Zions' repair, Resurrection of witnesses; the future glory, and liberty of the New Jerusalem.  
6. The joy, and hallelujahs of all Saints at Christ's standing with them on Zion.  
7. Some more private Meditations, and Poems on Paradise regained, and also Occasional Hymns: on our fires (so oft repeated,) on that in Breadstreet, the late Drought; and after it Rain: On Death of Friends, or Children, and the Sickness or Recovery of some. And on the Sabbath, etc.   

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This Hymn two Adam's fruit compares,  
And way to th' tree of Life declares.   

AS man's first sin, quickly led in  
A curse on's Children all:  
So did the second Adam win  
All lost, by tother's fall.  
The fruit that he, pluck off the Tree  
Off knowledge, all did fill,  
With ignorance and enmity,  
‛ Against all his makers will.   

Yet God thought fit, out of this pit  
that fallen man should rise,  
And come to eat, a fruit more sweet,  
amidst God's Paradise.  
Oh therefore when, ye Sons of men.  
will ye his calls embrace?  
Return and come, to him, with whom  
yet ye may hope for Grace.   

Here grows a Tree of Life, will be  
your food and medicine;  
With him that well of life, does dwell,  
to him your hearts incline.  
Against the sting, of Adam's sin,  
here Antidote you'll find,  
Your dying Soul, may on this pole  
its brazen Serpent mind.   

Why will ye die; this tree is nigh  
to eat, if you endeavour  
Your welcome's free, O taste and see,  
yea, eat and live for ever.    

2 Hymn.  
A Pisgah sight, or foretastes and sips of Canaan.  

Blessed be the Lord that hath forgiven  
our sin throw Christ his merit,  
A new and living way, to Heaven  
conducting by his Spirit.  
God's Sons are heirs of Glory all  
joint-heirs with Christ their King:  
They all obey, his powerful call,  
and new songs to him sing.   

Their privileges here are great,  
To ask, and have their will▪  
On his own Throne, Christ will them set  
and so their joy fulfil.  
Our bodies now so vile and low:  
(through grief, contempt, and pain)  
Tho' death under the clods them sow,  
shall yet arise to reign.   

Then no uncircumcised one  
before that judge shall stand,  
For heirs of Glory, they alone  
must sit on Christ's right hand.  
They that by Bacahs' Vale, once past,  
now come to Berecha:  
And thus Before their King, at last,  
still sing, hallelujah.    

3 Hymn.  
A Prophetic Lamentation for our Times.  

O Lord draw near, prevent our fear  
of Romish desolation,  
For Babel's whore lies at the door  
with her abomination.  
That man of sin, long since got in  
and in Christ's Throne does sit,  
And throw God's anger, we are in danger  
to fall into his pit.   

Th' old Dragon fierce, does wound and pierce,  
thy Zions blessed Seed,  
But Christ departs, (that cuts our hearts)  
who soon could wound his head.  
But Lord return, for thee we mourn,  
Our Prophets, we see none,  
That where we are, can well declare,  
while Christ our light is gone.   

Send forth thy Sword (thy Holy word)  
Leviathans head to wound,  
Rouse Judah's Lion, let Virgin Zion,  
no more sit on the ground.  
Why does thy face, (so full of Grace)  
eclipsed still remain?  
Both Devils and men subdue; and then  
thou Lord alone shalt reign.    

4 Hymn:  
A Thirsty cry after that good Spirit of Adoption.  

O Lord our hearts do thirst and cry,  
for thy pure living water,  
Thy spirit is good, Oh such a flood,  
on droughty Souls Lord scatter.  
Then shall we like thy Garden be,  
full of all pleasant fruit,  
For Christ laid up; O then he'll sup  
of Wines, his taste that suits.   

Then Sharons' Rose (that withering is)  
in beauty shall appear,  
Thorns shall not so with Lilies grow,  
nor Saints still Sackcloth wear.  
Then shall that Sun of Righteousness,  
heal them that fear his name,  
True judgement shall in Desert dwell;  
and wipe off Zions shame.   

Then Babel's moon, in darkness soon  
unto a change will come:  
The Virgins shall in triumph call  
Their Bridegroom to his home.  
Adopted ones, now cease all groans,  
Heavens meet the Earth with Songs:  
Lord come away, for such a day  
thy whole creation longs.    

5 Hymn. The Thirsty Soul.  

ONe thing of thee Lord I desire  
(and yet that one is all)  
With ' love of Christ my heart inspire,  
that mine, I may him call.  
O let the Coals of Jah inflame  
my Soul with burning love,  
Unite my heart to fear thy name  
O send in Noah's Dove,  
The Olive branch of peace to bring  
wherein I shall rejoice;  
And over all my sorrows sing,  
in faiths melodious voice.   

And when that King of Righteousness,  
shall reign, and prosper too;  
With peace he will our Islands bless,  
them that oppress, undo.  
Extend good will, to Zions Hill;  
(that now we ruin'd call;)  
Oh build again, Jerusalem;  
repair her broken wall.  
From Zion, Israel's safety speed  
(so long a captive lead)  
So Jacob shall rejoice, indeed  
and israel shall be glad.    

6 Hymn.  
A sigh from the whole Creation.  
In a Threnetick Hymn.  

O Lord that true and righteous art  
hark how thy Creatures all,  
Do sigh and groan; by thee alone,  
to be redeemed from thrall.  
From bondage of man's wickedness  
we were redeemed (say they)  
Why then are we man's vanity,  
subjected to obey?   

The curse and wrath we bear is great,  
cross to our makers will;  
How long must we by tyranny,  
men's lawless lusts fulfil?  
Lord sweep the world, refine the Church,  
from dross, tinn, straw, and stubble,  
By fire, and soap, revive our hope,  
Our Island save from trouble.   

No feller than on us shall come  
nor burdens us oppress:  
Christ will with justice, truth, and peace;  
and hallelujahs, bless.    

7 Hymn.  
Zions' Lamentation after the Lord.  

HOw long Lord dost thou hid thy face,  
to us return, we crave,  
The riches of thy powerful grace,  
vouchsafe thy poor to have.  
See how the Boars and Beasts of prey  
do pluck and spoil thy Vine;  
And where's your God, blaspheming say,  
as if it were not thine?   

The World in wrath, and blood does roll,  
its burdens still increase;  
To thee Lord, cries its weary Soul,  
when shall these mischiefs cease?  
Thy Spirits become to mighty ones,  
a vile reproach, and scorn,  
Among the pots, thy 'dopted Sons  
do lie, black, and forlorn.  
O turn to us, turn us to thee,  
pour out thy Spirit again,  
Thy promise is (and that's our bliss)  
Jesus shall live, and reign.    

8 Hymn.  
A sigh for pure Worship.  
The 1st. Part.  

LOrd show to us thy way, and will  
to Worship thee aright:  
Give by thy word and spirit that skill  
to lead into thy sight.  
When God to me said, seek my face,  
my heart its echo cried,  
To seek thy face, oh give me grace  
But Lord, it do not hid.   

For that alone will gladness give,  
and joy, with peace, far more  
Than corn and wine; souls do not live  
on earth, or goods in store.  
Then will I to thine Altar go,  
and in its flames delight:  
The way to bliss thus I shall know  
and pleasures in thy sight.  
Here I the end of wicked ones,  
shall plainly see and read:  
For life to Israel's dry bones  
hence i'll believe and plead.   

Lord hast to bring that righteous King  
into his Temple pure,  
Its glory ; the whore, the Pope,  
in their abyss secure.  
That second Temple God will rear,  
and his Salvation wall it;  
In's beauty there will Christ appear,  
Jehovah Shammah, call it.    

9 Hymn.  
Hopes for the approaching Glory.  
The 2d. part.  

OUr God will come in haste;  
in's Glory to appear;  
And now fulfil to Zions' Hill,  
his promised good, so near.   

Rejoice ye Sons of God,  
All ye that Zion love,  
Shake from your eyes the dust, & rise,  
your sins, and bands remove.   

His time now posteth on  
For Babel's final doom;  
And great Salvation in every nation;  
Oh let thy Kingdom come.   

Though Nations rush, and rage,  
Oh bring them to thy foot,  
And hear the prayer of such as are  
in dust; and destitute.   

Then Jesse's branch will bud  
Two staves unite in one:  
Then may we hope, all priso'ns' op'e  
That Christ may have the Throne.   

Idols he will abolish,  
And worship pure appoint;  
Zion espouse, to be his house,  
And o'er it Christ anoint.   

Oh then rejoice in hope,  
Of such a glorious day,  
When all that mourn their tunes will turn,  
Singing; hallelujah.    

10 Hymn.  
Future hopes of Good.  

YE Saints that do Jehovah fear,  
sing with melodious hearts,  
That chosen are, of God most dear,  
his secrets, to impart.  
Before the earth's foundations, he  
on you placed his Election,  
And when these heavens no more shall be,  
you'll have a Resurrection.   

Thrice blessed they be, whom God does choose,  
and pure in heart that be;  
Tho' men abuse and you refuse,  
such God at last shall see.  
Then Saints shall know as they be known,  
and see God as he is;  
God will not shame their names to own,  
for such shall live in bliss,   

Then shall your bodies glorious rise,  
(first Christ's, than all his Saints,)  
When power divine them clarifies,  
and full joys ends complaints.  
Oh who then would not sigh, and long,  
this Kingdom's wine to taste;  
Thy Kingdom come, and will be done:  
that glorious state, O haste.    

11 Hymn.  
Faith's triumph (in the hopes of a Resurrection) o'er death's Victory.  

ALL ye that live and die in Christ,  
O bless the Lord with me,  
Beyond the grave a hope you have  
of perfect Victory.  
Tho dying, yet behold we live,  
in sorrows still, we sing;  
Christ bore the curse, and sin (that's worse)  
death's but (in name) a King.   

What tho' from Abel to this day,  
death of its conquests boast:  
Christ through the sides of it, did ride,  
and so its sting was lost.  
Nature it King of Terrors, calls,  
and terror 'tis to Kings;  
Yet with delight, into God's sight,  
body and Soul, it brings.   

Our first begotten from the dead,  
arose, and sits on high,  
But when again he comes to reign,  
his foes at's foot must lie,  
Our scattered bones about the Grave,  
shall come again together,  
And when we rise, with these our eyes  
we God shall see, for ever.    

12 Hymn.  
Faith's triumph in the Resurrection of the dry bones.  

ALL ye that love the Lord,  
his grace that tasted have;  
Tho' death devour, there's set an hour,  
when you shall rise from grave.  
Our life with Christ is hid,  
Souls cannot die therefore.  
For while we sleep, our Lord does keep  
Of hell and death, the door.   

Oh then rejoice and sing,  
Ye that dwell in the dust  
Shall in your lot stand without spot  
with spirits of perfect just.  
What tho' our scattered bones  
lie still about graves mouth,  
Christ unto you will life renew,  
that has dew of his youth.   

israel's dry bones at last  
a spirit of Life shall get:  
That Roman Sun and Jewish Moon  
under a cloud shall set.  
Then shall the righteous shine,  
as Suns before God's sight,  
With holy ones, sitting on Thrones;  
in everlasting light.    

13 Hymn.  
Doxolog. gratulatory.  
Psal. 16.7. ult.  

BLessed be God for Jesus Christ,  
and his free righteousness,  
For nothing less, lost souls could bless,  
and lead to happiness.  
My soul bless thou, the Lord always  
and all that in thee is:  
Instructed be, behold and see  
what great Salvation's this?   

The Lord's set still before my sight  
I shall not be depressed,  
My heart and voice, do both rejoice  
in hope, my flesh shall rest,  
Thou wilt not leave my soul in hell  
nor to the grave captive  
But wilt me show what path to go  
where I shall ever live.   

For in thy sight fullness of joy,  
and pleasures are in store,  
All treasures stand, at thy right hand  
of life; for evermore.    

14 Hymn.  
An Hymn of Petitions for the Spirit.  
as Psal. 51.12. Cant. 5. ult.  

TO thee Jehovah I  
do thirsting cry and crave  
That early dew (thy spirit most true)  
this droughty soul, may have.  
Awake, O North wind, blow,  
O South, breath pleasantly,  
Behold how dry my Gardens lie,  
my Plants whither and die.   

Thou callest for fruits, and lo!  
I therein would abound;  
But dead and dry my Roots do lie,  
my fruit from thee is found.  
The gates of Zion mourn,  
Two witnesses dead lie:  
O send that spirit that Christ did merit,  
Thus shall we vivify.   

Then Babel's whore shall wail  
Saints shall immortal reign,  
Immanuel with Saints shall dwell,  
and endless joy, obtain.    

15 Hymn.  
After Cant, 3.1.  
A Song of Love, longing for Christ.  

OH thou the Bridegroom of my soul,  
for thee thy spouse does long,  
Hast, come away, make no delay  
revenge thy spouses wrong.  
By night as I on bed do lie,  
(in dark affliction)  
I seek and cry yet cannot spy  
my souls beloved one.   

I of the watchmen than inquire  
yet learned not where he was,  
I got their wound, not yet him found,  
but thence as I did pass,  
Him that my Soul does love, I found  
and then I held him fast,  
Till in my bosom I him bound,  
in mother's chambers, placed.  
Nothing shall now his ' bode disease  
his rest shall glorious be;  
With Sion's peace, all troubles cease;  
in Joys eternity.    

16 Hymn.  
A Sigh for King Jesus.  

O Holy one thy blessed Throne,  
thy Saints do long to see,  
In every Nation thy new creation,  
and Christ in's own beauty.  
The creatures groan to see that Throne,  
the Prophets have foretold;  
When he that bore our sin, must wear  
Crowns above Ophirs Gold.   

At thy right hand, our King does stand,  
this world gins to reel;  
The whore of Rome, let feel her doom,  
why stays thy Chariot wheel!  
When shall our eyes see him arise,  
in favour unto Zion?  
Her precious dust, all pity must,  
that wait for Judas Lion.   

Lord hast the day, assume the prey,  
this old world so subdue:  
And of thy power both day and hour,  
we'll sing the Lamb's Song new.    

17 Hymn.  
A Royal Song.  

AWake my Heart, perform thy part,  
doors everlasting ,  
To sing a Song that doth belong  
to Christ our blessed hope.  
These doleful jars and dreadful wars,  
his Glory that forerun,  
Only proclaim his blessed name  
is near; his work near done.   

Tho' the black signs, are doleful lines,  
of what succeeds e'er long,  
Yet the effect (to all th' Elect)  
will issue in a Song.  
Then he that came first as a Lamb,  
to expiate our sin;  
Shall without sin, once come again,  
and then his reign begin.   

Then shall be none of Babel's Throne  
then all things he'll restore  
To liberty; and Judges he  
will settle as before.    

18 Hymn.  
On Christ's Intercession, a New Song.  
1st. Part.  

NOw blessed be our God of hope,  
and Christ our Advocate.  
The way to bliss that has set ,  
to such ' in darkness sat.  
He in our Flesh, died, rose, ascends,  
now sits on thy right hand,  
That he all Isles, and the earth's ends,  
might have at his command.   

(Says he) these Souls my blood, has bought,  
and it on them i'll sprinkle,  
My patrimony to have I ought  
without a spot or wrinkle.  
The freeness of thy choice, I plead  
O make it good to me,  
For all thou gav'st I interceded,  
and them i'll lead to thee.   

Oh then in Christ joy and believe,  
'tis now but ask and have;  
Your prayers by him, God will receive,  
and from the wicked save.  
Before we were, he did obtain,  
(and sprinkled now, we are;)  
That we on earth, with him should reign,  
in answer to his prayer.   

Are you afraid God will not hear?  
he minds Christ Intercession;  
Your King when's wrath, gins to tear,  
will never lose possession.    

19 Hymn.  
The Believers possession in Christ's Intercession.  
2d. Part.  

IN Christ Oh now rejoice,  
that for our Souls doth plead,  
Who can accuse, whom Christ doth choose,  
and for them interceded.  
Shall sin, or Satan band,  
to nonsuit faith and prayer,  
Yea if they stand, at our right hand;  
at Gods, Christ does appear.   

The voice of Christ's dear blood,  
things better for us speaks,  
Before God's face, in's holy place;  
the Serpent's head it breaks.  
and tho' God yet delay  
to answer long-made cries,  
He 'fore the Throne, of God is gone  
there in our stead, supplies.   

His Vine he'll save, and keep,  
that he from Egypt brought;  
None shall molest its quiet rest,  
since Christ with's blood it bought.  
No weapon formed shall be  
'gainst Zion prosperous then;  
Both great and small, will perish all  
i'th' way: even so. Amen.   

Let our Immanuel, then  
be blest both now, and aye:  
He's that anointed, God has appointed  
o'er all: hallelujah.    

20 Hymn.  
Zions' complaint to her King.  
1st. Part.  

O Lord give ear to the complaint  
of thy dear Zions Hill,  
Whose sighs and fears, with voice of tears  
God's air and ears does fill.  
Full sixteen hundred years ago,  
Her King went up on high,  
To intercede; but promised,  
to come at midnight cry.   

My King (cries she) absents from me  
at which my foes do mock,  
And I forlorn with grief am worn,  
deserted of my Rock;  
My precious Saints are slain, or faint  
my stones are poured forth,  
My walls are down and golden Crown  
trampled, as of no worth.   

My glorious hopes of future good  
lies under deaths dark shade.  
My martyred Sons through Seas of blood  
unto their Thrones do wade.  
Thy prisoners of hope redeem,  
revenge our spite and wrong,  
We cry and say, make no delay,  
But thou, O Lord! how long?    

21 Hymn.  
The Song of Faith, in the night, seeking Christ.  
2d. Part.  

MY soul doth seek, inquire, and long  
for thee my stay and strength,  
My heart in hopes warbles its song  
thee to enjoy at length.  
For in this barren wilderness  
nothing but droughts, I find  
I flee to Christ in my distress:  
yet still am left behind!   

Then like the Hart I breath and pant  
after the water brooks:  
And when I find them not, I faint,  
casting to heaven my looks.  
Oh who will give one sight, a beam  
of Christ that sits above  
That floods of peace and joy may stream  
exporting Faith, and Love.   

Zion sits widow in the dark  
as tho' she had no King;  
This scene ere long will turn; then hark,  
we shall arise and sing.  
For lo! He comes that absent was,  
his Kingdom to receive,  
And tho' dark clouds afore him pass,  
(Not seeing) let's believe.    

22 Hymn.  
For the fall of Idols.  

FOr I come and bow before the Lord  
in reverend holy fear,  
Rejoice according to his word,  
in Songs approach him near.  
For sure confusion is to all  
that serve dumb Stocks and Stones,  
And to their own inventions fall;  
him serve ye holy ones!   

Their sorrows shall be multiplied  
that graven Idols serve;  
Yea Sons of Levi must be tried  
that make God's Israel swerve▪  
Then Zion shall rejoice herein  
and Judah shall be glad:  
And all that have compelled to sin,  
with Babel must be sad.   

Such Vials shall on Babel fall,  
will make her helpers mourn,  
Her Crown, and lof'ty Cedars tall,  
(cropped by Christ's hand) must burn.  
Then shall the people of all Lands,  
to Christ their offerings bring:  
Ethiope with Israel stretch their hands,  
all, Hallelujahs sing.    

23 Hymn.  
A Hymn sighing for Christ, in a Letter sent to Mrs. S. W.  

MAke haste my love, and only dove,  
on wing of morning haste,  
Refute my fears, wipe of my tears,  
his new wine let me taste?  
Tho' I suspect I'm non-Elect,  
and so his love denied,  
That would relieve, could I believe,  
he does the same abide.   

Now let the Sun, and day fast run,  
my fears shall terminate.  
To think with joy, that Christ and I  
in bliss shall be complete.  
Then hast, prepare, all ye that are  
wise Virgins: ready trim  
Your Lamps bring; come, lo your Bridegroom  
is near, go to meet him.   

For if his door be shut, before you have  
your Lamps trimmed up,  
Beyond all doubt, you'll be shut out;  
and never with him sup.    

24 Hymn.  
A 2d. sighing for Christ Kingdom.  

MOst glorious King, thy Saints do sing  
in hopes to see thy day  
When every Crown comes tumbling down  
that thine may stand for age.  
Why ought we pray, and thus to say  
as thou dost us command,  
Thy Kingdom come, and will be done,  
if foes it still withstand?   

How says thy word that Christ our Lord  
is sole blessed Potentate;  
Why should his cross, become our loss  
or serve a worldly state.  
That glorious tree on which blessed he  
did suffer shame and scorn;  
On which he spilled his blood, did yield  
true life to us forelorn.   

And shall his cross, become our loss,  
his glory turn our shame?  
Nay! surely those that him oppose  
shall bow to's royal name.    

25 Hymn.  

This song does the beleivers day  
And future triumphs, fair display   

SIng to the Lord ye holy ones,  
ye Saints lift up your head,  
And shout aloud, for in this cloud,  
Christ will his glory spread.  
What tho' your sight is not so bright,  
faith in the dark can grope,  
And feel such union, as gives communion,  
oh! then rejoice in hope.   

For Christ our hope, having with soap  
our sins all washed clean  
In Moabs' pot, then shall no spot  
on Zion more be seen.  
Her blood, and fears, her sighs and tears,  
for ever now shall cease:  
No flames can scorch this firstborn Church:  
but rather joys increase.   

No Cana'nite shall dwell in's sight  
nor pricking thorn, or brier:  
No hypocrite, with Lilies white,  
shall grow: but disappear.  
Now will all Saints, turn their complaints  
to lofty times of joy;  
'Cause Judah's Lion, is King in Zion;  
and none shall more destroy.   

Oh then let all Saints, great and small,  
expect this glorious day,  
Your Summer's near, its flowers appear,  
Lord haste, and come away.   

Cant. 2.11, 12. Luk. 21.28, 30.    

26 Hymn.  
An Hymn of Christ's Cross, and Crown following it.  

WHen man was made God to him said,  
of each Tree freely take,  
I have them set all to be meat,  
thy appetite to slake.  
But wretched he, his inn'cency  
through that forbidden fruit,  
He freely left, so was bereft  
of man's state; like a bruit.   

Now as that tree did prove to be  
the cause of all our Fall,  
So by this tree, (Christ's cross) we be  
redeemed, and saved all.  
Tho' on this cross our Lord the loss.  
sustained of his life,  
Yet so did he th' Elect set free,  
from sin and death, (so rise.)   

Now Paradise most open lies  
life's trees to none forbidden  
Christ serves for food, both sweet, and good;  
he is that Manna hidden.  
As by a woman our death (in common)  
on all mankind did rest,  
So now should come of Virgin womb  
both grace and life, most bless.    

27 Hymn.  
The 2d. part.  

ANd now Gods call is cried to all,  
to come believe and take him,  
Both Christ and Lord, and so his sword,  
shall (nolens volens) make him,  
Behold what signs in bloody lines,  
before him do appear,  
Sure he's not far, hark how the war,  
doth of the Lamb draw near.   

As once he died, and signified  
through bloody lines of his love.  
So now that curse and sin that's worse,  
from Saints he doth remove.  
Remember Lord, how much thy word  
of his exalting speaks,  
Hasten that crown of Babel down,  
for he all Sceptres breaks.   

Shall ever more, that Romish whore,  
our British Islands sway?  
Hasten her doom, thy Kingdom come;  
O now Lord come away  
Then every nation; thy new Creation;  
and all things glad shall be:  
When Christ alone, set on his Throne,  
in's beauty Saints shall see.    

28 Hymn.  
A Lamentation for England.  

AWake my muse thy bow to use,  
utter a Lamentation:  
That Romish whore knocks at the door  
of this our English Nation.  
That man of sin, with her comes in  
(the Dragon laid the Plot)  
The Eagles spread, o'er Lion's head;  
if God prevent it not.   

We are in danger thorough Gods (fierce) anger  
if Christ be not our help  
By Jebusites or Jesuits,  
to lose the Lion's whelp.  
The Dragon tries how to surprise,  
the Woman's relict Seed,  
Unless that Sword of Christ (his word)  
do wound his head, with speed.   

Oh woeful day if she bears sway,  
again in these our Lands,  
Gods Saints she'll make, burn at a stake:  
and break Christ's holy bands.  
But Lord arise, her sacrifice  
in stead of Zion make:  
O let Rome fall (beast, horns, and all,)  
for Christ, and Martyr's sake.    

29. Hymn.  
Faith's breath in a Swoon, (sent a Friend in a Letter.)  

THo' once (my dear) I felt thee near  
yet witted not whom you art  
Now through this hole, i'll feed my soul  
with sight, to stay my heart▪  
I thought that he did come to be  
no transient, but in-dweller,  
But now he's gone! my soul finds none  
that where he rests, can tell her.   

I seek the street, and fain would meet  
my choice beloved, most dear,  
Sometimes I find him, yet do not mind him,  
which makes him disappear:  
Why does thy face (Lord full of grace)  
eclipsed still remain,  
Thy will be done; but here i'll moan  
till I thy face regain.   

Down at thy feet, (as it is meet)  
O bow all earthly things:  
Make all adore thy face before;  
sprinkle all Lands, and Kings.    

30 Hymn.  

A panting sigh, for Zions King:  
Whose coming doth Salvation bring.   

OH thou to whom praises pertain  
all Majesty and might;  
Thy glorious Sceptre sway, and reign  
before thine Enemy's sight;  
For 1600 years behold  
thy Saints (baptised in blood)  
Have for a pray, to beasts been sold,  
and eat (in tears) their food.   

Stir up thyself in Righteousness,  
vengeance (as cloak) put on;  
Thy zeal for Zions Sons express,  
proud Babel's whore upon.  
Thy watchman on our walls appoint,  
let them see eye to eye,  
Saviour's, and Sons of oil, anoint  
that shall their Lord stand by   

Those mighty ones that plot our harm  
let them begin to fall,  
That Trumpet let it sound their larm,  
and judge them great and small.   

Of mercy then and judgement too,  
thy Saints shall sing and joy,  
For God will utterly undo,  
all that our peace annoy.   

Thy Sceptre then, our Isles shall bless  
with truth, and peace for aye,  
The Sword, of violence Lord suppress;  
Lord hast that blissful day.    

31 Hymn.  

Here Saints do mourn, as Turtle Dove,  
For Christ's return, that now's above.   

OH Zions King and only Spouse!  
How long wilt thou withdraw,  
From thy dear Heritage and house?  
The Isles wait for thy Law.  
Hark how thy Turtles, Lord, do mourn,  
to clefts o'th' rock they flee,  
When shall our day and Sun return,  
and we his glory see?   

Thou answerest prayers by terrible signs,  
O God, in righteousness;  
Thy covenant (writ with bloody lines)  
gives hopes thou'lt yet us bless.  
We at thy tokens are afraid;  
the nations rush and swell;  
Religion but a scorn is made,  
to them amongst us dwell.  
Oh now thine Iron rod lift up,  
(as once on Egypt's Land,)  
To Beast and whore transmit that cup  
of trembling, in our hand.   

Of favour t' us some token show,  
some sign presaging good:  
Let all thy, righteous vengeance know,  
That spilt our precious blood.  
Then in our land, thy saved flock,  
shall thee praise, and adore.  
And in the lamb, our King and Rock,  
rejoice for evermore.    

32 Hymn.  
An Hymn of a soul burning in love after Christ's return.  

MY soul doth thirst with hot desire,  
in love it burns for thee,  
Lord put not out such holy fire,  
but in't descend to me.  
Before thee my iniquity  
O do not set in wrath;  
But justify, and me espy  
righteous, alone by Faith.   

From me thine anger turn away  
(life in thy favour lies)  
Visit my soul without delay,  
and listen to my cries.  
How long Lord wilt ' th' absent remain  
whilst Saints in darkness dwell,  
Repeat thy wondrous works again;  
so we'll thy glory tell.   

Oh what a joyful day 'twil be,  
to all in mourning state?  
The Lord exalt alone to see.  
the lofty desolate.  
Then cool times of refreshing shall,  
on parched souls descend,  
Hail on the whore and beast will fall,  
to Zion, wrath to end.   

Oh then all ye that do belong,  
to Christ believe and say  
Make haste to come: Oh dear Bridegroom  
judge, reign; hallelujah. (Amen.)    

33 Hymn.  
Christ, and the beloved, enjoying, after long.  

HArk, O my Soul, he's come!  
my love for whom I sought  
My burning ceases, and joy increases,  
since peace, to me he brought.  
My great unworthiness,  
and sins he has forgiven,  
My Faith gives vision, like that fruition,  
the Saints possess in heaven.   

This world I now despise;  
things that far better are  
I do foretaste, but best (at last)  
he doth for me prepare.  
Tho' in this Vale of tears,  
I oft did clouded lie:  
Yet in his book, I wishly look,  
and there his face do spy.   

Tho' sons of Belial now  
this earth (accursed) possess:  
All wrath shall cease, and Christ with peac●  
this world (at last) will bless.  
My conversation then,  
shall still in heaven remain,  
And thence, I still my hopes will fill,  
Jesus shall come and reign.   

Hope in thy promise, is  
(tho' distant) wondrous sweet;  
O then what grace, to see his face?  
When all bow at his feet.    

34 Hymn. Psal. 118.22.  

IN God let's all triumph;  
that Stone that men despised,  
Is now become the corner stone  
most highly to be prized.  
Oh joyful day indeed,  
God's act most marvellous;  
Then let us cry hosannah's high;  
(on earth) Lord prosper us.   

Glory to God on high,  
praise unto Christ our King;  
Peace and goodwill the earth let fill,  
prosperity now O bring.  
O let that little stone,  
Cut out, (not by man's hands)  
The Image beat, growing so great  
till it shall fill all Lands. Amen.    

35 Hymn.  
A cry against Babel's whore.  

O God to whom vengeance pertains,  
revenge the blood and wrong,  
That Zion (for thy sake) sustains;  
(thy Lily) thorns among.  
Lift up thy feet, hast to behold,  
our sighs, our griefs, and fears;  
Repay them that have been so bold,  
to mix our blood with tears.   

Make Inquisition swift, and full,  
after that whorish state.  
That to her former sins, doth pull  
blood guiltyness, of late,  
Lord make them like a wheel, O power  
thy last hot vials on those,  
Immanuels' Isle that would devour,  
and Christ thy Sun depose.   

This shall the heavens with joy affect,  
Apostles, Martyrs too:  
For all that Zion do afflict,  
thou'lt utterly undo.  
Yea all the earth shall shout and ring,  
sufferers be crowned with bay  
All Zions mourners than will sing,  
Amen, hallelujah.    

36 Hymn.  

Faith's triumph over all  
Zions Enemies, and adversities.   

THe Lord is Zions Sun and Shield,  
from perils he us keeps  
Light he and safety us does yield,  
who slumbers not, nor sleeps.  
Talk not so proudly, ye that plot  
your mischiefs on your Beds  
For God, that sees, decrees your  
'twill fall on your own head.   

Tho' God a bitter Cup, constrain  
his people first to taste,  
The dregs of ire (unmixed) remain,  
for Zions foes, at last.  
God's furnace, Zions filth and tinn,  
shall sepp'rate (like the dross,)  
And when he has consumed our sin  
then he'll transfer our cross.   

Then all, that mischief have devised  
shall by their counsels fall,  
And in their own nets be surprised:  
yet Zion 'scape withal.  
For God hath sworn, (not to repent)  
his hands upon his throne;  
All that against his King are bend,  
that hand, shall break each one.   

Ye Sons of Zion then be glad,  
shout of your King and say  
Behold he comes in vengeance clad,  
you to reward. Selah.  
Lord break the wickeds Arms and Bands,  
and like a wheel them make,  
Snare them i'th' works of their own hands,  
for Christ's and Sions sake.    

37 Hymn.  

This Hymn's a precatory ode,  
'Gainst all the Enemies of God.   

O God our Rock and israel's stone  
Lift up thy mighty arm,  
To save thy Flock, for thou alone  
canst rescue Lambs from harm.  
O break the wick'ds arm, and might  
against us that conspire,  
And let them melt before thy sight,  
as wax before the fire.   

Thick clouds of blood o'er us increase  
to save, O give command,  
And from the Assyrian (for our peace,)  
O let our Michael stand,  
Thy Vine hath long been watered,  
with Christ's blood and her own.  
Our bones long have been scattered  
Our King kept from his throne.   

For Zions controverse ' Lord rise,  
visit this vale of Vision;  
Ye mighty ones descend likewise  
bring all things to decision.  
Then shall our storms, turn into calms,  
our pricking thorns to bays,  
Our (Dovelike) mournings into Psalms,  
our sighs, and fears to praise.    

38 Hymn.  

An hymn full of complaints.  
To Christ King of the Saints.   

THou Lord of hosts most high,  
whose Chariots Angels are,  
Hark to the plaints of all thy Saints,  
thine arm to save, make bare.  
The Serpent now's in hope,  
his deadly wound to heal,  
The whore does think, more blood to drink,  
and witness grave-stones Seal.   

Rise Lord them disappoint,  
O save thy Turtle Dove;  
Thy times appoint, Saviour's t'annoint,  
to rescue those thee love.  
Fierce Lions at us roar,  
Foxes, with craft, combine,  
And we have none; save thee alone;  
to pity; Oh incline.   

The Whore judge; and avenge  
the blood of all thy slain;  
The man of sin, break; and bring in  
the Son of God's blessed reign.  
How long shall Zions pains,  
of that Manchild delay?  
Hast on that Birth; to rule the earth,  
Lord Jesus! come away.   

Thine Iron rod lift up,  
thy foes to shivers bray,  
Prevent our fears, wipe off all tears▪  
Reign thou O Lamb, for ay.    

39 Hymn.  

A Song of that Redemption day,  
That our Adoption, doth display.   
Exod. 19.4. Psalm 148.14. Rom. 8.23.  
1st. Part.  

SIng and rejoice, ye holy ones,  
God's Citizens most (free)  
In him that hath you saved from wrath,  
adopted Sons to be.  
Herein your privilege does lie  
To God you are brought near;  
But no compare of what we are,  
to what we shall appear.   

Those sighs and supplications all  
that in his spirit ascend  
Before his throne; shall every one  
in joy, and praises end.  
Then all that for Adoption wait  
shall full redemption have,  
Christ shall relieve, all that believe,  
and ransom from the Grave.   

Tho' our corrupt bodies of cla  
will to vile worms meat, fade  
Changed, at Resurrection day,  
they glorious shall be made.  
Then let us all, both great and small  
ascribe blessing for ay;  
To Jahs great name, and to the Lamb  
sing songs▪ hallelujah.    

40 Hymn.  
The 2d. part.  

TO Christ Jehovah now let's sing  
That has redeemed us free,  
From Hell beneath from curse, and death,  
Grave! where's thy victory?  
By conquests men Trophies procure,  
and earthly glory win;  
By sufferings, crosses, by death and losses,  
Christ killed both death, and sin.   

Our privilege to call God Father  
is wondrous high and great,  
A look▪ or kiss below, is bliss  
but O then what's his seat?  
To sit on thrones 'mongst glorious ones  
Angels, and Saints, on high;  
Oh that's a sight, full of delight,  
but what's his face to spy?   

To see that blessed Zion of God;  
for which none seek, few care;  
Redeemed from sin, clad, and led in,  
where endless pleasures are:  
To see that Babylonian whore  
consuming in God's ire,  
But Christ exalted on God's throne,  
of Nations that desire.   

To see Christ's chain on Satan's reign  
a 1000 years, until  
His fiery seat God's troops defeat:  
so ends, Gods holy will.  
Oh than who can their songs refrain  
but must in tri'umph say?  
Glory, and power each day, and hour  
be to the Lamb, for ay.    

41 Hymn.  
The 3d. Part.  

OH blessed be Christ's glorious name,  
for what his blood did merit,  
Our full release; and perfect peace,  
both sealed by his Spirit.  
How can we doubt we are cast out  
since blood, our entrance in,  
Has freely given into his heaven,  
renting that vail of sin.   

This Lamb of God himself once trod  
Gods wine-press, for our sin:  
And still doth tread: and interceded,  
by's blessed spirit within:  
Such sighs and groans his holy ones  
still offer 'fore his face,  
Till Captives be, victors, and free,  
advanced to heavenly place.   

But Lord thou hast more Grapes to cast  
to th' winepress of thy Father,  
Thine Harvest reap, o'er Mountains leap  
the Vine o'th' Earth, O gather.  
Make Babel's whore, naked and poor,  
Let Saints (so long oppressed)  
Fill to her double, that cup of trouble,  
that thine may come to rest.   

Then echoes fill mount Zions' hill,  
and Saints Gods Harps will hear,  
And see Christ's bride, set at his side,  
both Palms and Crowns to wear.    

42 Hymn.  
4th. Part (in another Tune.)  

SIng unto Jah ye Saints,  
loud hallelujahs bring;  
Alone to him that did redeem,  
our souls from perishing.  
He saved us (only he)  
from sin and slavery  
He dearly bought, and for us sought,  
(tho' lost) God's Sons to be.   

The price was precious blood  
that Righteousness did his merit,  
Life was revealed by faith, and sealed  
in first-fruits of Spirit.  
This earnest paid before  
(of the whole purchased sum,)  
Did us secure, he would be sure  
to paid, when he should come.   

Thus being ascended high  
and set at God's right hand,  
Promised again, to come and reign,  
o'er all that him withstand.  
For God has said and swore,  
and will most surely do't  
His Enemies that him despise  
shall bow and kiss his foot.   

Then Kings and Captains cry  
ye Rocks us save, oh hid,  
From the Lamb's wrath, that now he hath;  
Oh who shall that abide?    

43 Hymn.  

The joy, that our deliverance brings,  
All o'er the Earth, and Islands, rings.   

LOrd Jesus when wilt thou again  
return with righteousness  
Thy sceptre's due, and promise true  
And sure, we must confess.  
Shall men detain, thy promised reign,  
th' Almighty keep in's tomb  
O let us see him King to be  
when his full time, is come.   

Then this our Land shall by thy hand,  
of justice, yield subjection,  
If thou O God, lift's up thy rod,  
who shall not fear correction.  
O'er our dry bones, thy spirit groans  
working in Saints compassion,  
Live from the dust, yea reign we must:  
with thee desire of Nations.   

That couchant Lion, passant mount Zion  
from's den, rampant will run  
To change (o'er run) that Turkish Moon,  
and darken th' Roman Sun.  
Them both, he'll slain, when Christ does reign  
in's glorious Majesty,  
Whose light shall fill mount Zions Hill,  
‛ fore's ancients gloriously,   

O then let's sing, that love this King  
cry gladly Hosannah,  
Thy Kingdom come, and will be done.  
Amen. hallelujah.    

44 Hymn.  

Salvation told John in exile,  
Is here expected, in this Isle.   

YE Elders of the Lamb that are  
attending at his Throne,  
With palms, (white Robes) yourselves prepare  
to follow him each one.  
For now he lives that once was slain,  
whose blood redeemed th' Elect,  
His horns of power, assert his reign,  
his eyes hidden wiles, detect.   

Salvation give to God, we ought,  
and to the Lamb all might,  
Satan from Heaven is thrust, that sought  
to accuse us, day and night.  
That beast whose power upheld the whore  
its horns hate and conspire;  
To make her desolate, naked▪ and poor;  
and burn her flesh with fire.   

That word and blood which victory,  
for his first suffe'rers won;  
To Songs of Triumph turned shall be  
when th' Armageddon's, done.  
Quick and short work God will effect,  
on earth, for's people's sake,  
(In pity to his own elect,)  
the days he'll shorter make.  
Christ on's white horse to us is shown,  
(as the last King) to ride;  
And new jerusalem (next) comes down,  
adorned to be his Bride.   

Then Angels, Elders, (Saints and all)  
hosannah's to him bring,  
And 'fore his footstool great and small,  
let hallelujahs sing.    

45 Hymn.  

Whom God does into's covenant take,  
Them he delivers, for's own name sake.   

GOd of all Grace, now, blessed be,  
that sinners fallen from him,  
he's pleased, by covenant, sure and free;  
and blood, them to redeem.  
The gifts and calls of God, are free,  
if he will covenant make:  
Unworthiness no let shall be,  
he saves for's own name sake.   

From Egypt God his Isra'l brought  
to th' promise t Land of rest;  
For them (again) from Babel sought,  
(because, there, sore oppressed)  
So Lord! from Babel mystical,  
Thy Zion call, and take:  
Let her, and her proud Nimrods' fall;  
Oh! for thy mercy's sake.   

Lord pardon, purge, and heal our land.  
that thine thou maysed us make;  
Our full deliverance Lord command,  
for Christ's and Zions' sake.  
Then joyful Songs here shall be sung:  
for God will perfect make,  
The work so wondrously, begunn;  
swift vengeance then he'll take.   

Then Saints before your King, rejoice,  
behold he comes, again;  
To judge, and fight, with Trumpets noise  
Now Lord, come quick; Amen.    

46 Hymn.  

This hymn is Zions' lamenting Song,  
With whom her Sons cry Lord how long.   

LOrd God of Hosts how long,  
wilt thou thy work delay?  
Oh come get done what though ' saint begun  
for thee in hope we stay.  
Zion long doth complain,  
and weeps i'th' wilderness  
Says, i'm alone, my Sons are gone,  
Lord pity my distress.   

My Garden fence lies waste,  
on Earth I have no Friend,  
My bleeding staunch, O Jesse's Branch!  
my buds from death defend.  
These subtle Fox's spoil,  
that tear my Grapes so tender;  
All that pass by, do pluck, and cry;  
now let her King, defend her.   

But yet i'll rest in hope,  
my head retains affection  
He passed through death; his lively breath,  
shall give me Resurrection.  
Our Lamentations shall  
terminate in great joy,  
Then falls the Throne, of Babylon,  
for God will her destroy.   

From th' utmost ends of Earth,  
Hosannah's herd shall be,  
Our Isles shall sing to Jah, and bring  
praise to Eternity.    

47 Hymn.  

The Thirsty Soul being set on fire,  
With Love for Christ, pants in desire.   
1st. part.  

DRaw nigh thou whom my Soul doth love!  
mine eye on thee is fixed,  
Save thee alone, object i've none;  
all other joys are mixed.  
Oh may I see thy blessed face,  
Than heaven itself more sweet,  
If this I may not (yet) i'll stay  
below, and kiss thy feet.   

I have been long confined and tossed  
wand'ring like Noah's Dove;  
For here is no true rest below,  
Lord 'tis in thee above.  
If I thy face yet may not see,  
thou bids me, it to seek,  
And sure fulfil his word, God will,  
o'th' Earth, to all the meek.   

They that him seek the Lord shall praise  
their hearts for aye shall live,  
True hunger is, God's way to bliss,  
on's word, then let's believe.  
Tho' darkness oft thy face eclipse,  
and hides thee from my sight,  
Yet will I stay for him, always;  
for all his paths are right.   

And tho' i'm in the deeps low cast,  
to him i'll look again;  
That floods can quell, and save from Hell,  
for over all he'll reign.    

48 Hymn.  

The Souls desires themselves do waste,  
Of Christ to see, or hear, or taste.   
(2d. Part.)  

THis one thing needful Lord I seek,  
(and that one thing's my all)  
But for the same I on thy name,  
(till I obtained) will call:  
That I may in thy presence dwell,  
and after Christ inquire;  
For in thy face, all joy I place;  
and that's my whole desire:   

This when I seek, but cannot see,  
my Faith and Hope's delayed,  
Despair gets in, and so to sin,  
and Satan i'm betrayed:  
How long (Lord) shall my Soul be tossed,  
'twixt hopes, and cloudy fears?  
Show me thy face, so full of grace,  
remove my clouds, and tears.   

Our souls still long to see the day,  
when our Immanuel,  
That Lamb of God, makes his abode,  
On Zion Hill to dwell.  
But if my Bridegroom yet defer,  
i'll wait his blessed time,  
For either he will come, or we  
shall shortly go to him.   

Then conflicts end in victory,  
our sighs, turn into praise,  
This long dark night, ta ' morning bright,  
that Saints may sing always.    

49 Hymn.  

Love in desire, with panting breast,  
Pursues, inquires, for Christ its rest.   
(3d. Part.)  

MY Soul (Lord) 's in a desert dry,  
where waters there are none,  
It longs to spy, thy Majesty,  
and for thee makes its moan.  
To see thy beauty, glory pear,  
Oh how would that delight?  
So to come near, (in holy fear,)  
and joy before thy sight.   

For all my joys (here) sorrows breed,  
this world yields not content;  
'Tis Christ indeed, alone can feed:  
to Siloes well, i'm sent.  
When I the fiery poisoned sting  
do of the Serpent find,  
Then by looking on Christ my King,  
healed is my heart and mind.   

When I thy countenance can obtain,  
and in't my pardon read;  
And views (again) his Royal reign,  
now Faith gins to feed.  
Such sight than makes me cry aloud,  
here Lord 'tis good to stay!  
Then in a Cloud, my Lord does shroud  
and hid himself away.   

Then from my Mount descend do I  
t'a vale of tears, and say:  
Yet hope will I, day spring t' espy,  
and sing all tears away.    

50 Hymn.  

The Soul espying through the door,  
It's fair beloved longs therefore.   
(4th. Part.)  

LOrd Jesus let thy (Sunlike) face,  
shine all my darkness out,  
That I may of thy saving Grace,  
and love be out of doubt.  
Sometimes (though't be not sought) thy face  
thou 'rt pleased to let us see;  
Such arbitrary acts of grace,  
now show again, to me.   

Thou bids us ask, yea seek and knock,  
then sure thou'lt to us open;  
No bars are strong enough; no lock  
can shut the door of hope.  
If my belov'd still shut me out,  
and say see me, no more;  
Yet will I look (standing without)  
in by the hole o'th' door.   

Tho' Clouds and darkness us surrounds,  
and Sion's flames grow hot;  
His heart in Holy love abounds;  
forget his own; he'll not.  
'Tis good to live by Faith, whilst here,  
in darkness, t' hope for light;  
When we in perfect light, appear  
then full shall be our sight.    

51 Hymn.  

The Counsels of Achitophel's  
To be defeat this hymn foretells.   
1st. Part. Psal. 9.16, 17.  

Wondered Councillor and King;  
thou righteous art, and wise,  
On wicked men their crafts to bring,  
that mischiefs did devise.  
For they work in the dark and deep,  
their wiles do seek to hid,  
Mistaking God to be asleep:  
while he has all espied.   

Tush! then they say, can God regard  
what mischiefs we do hatch?  
Yes he'll retaliate; and reward;  
your gins your feet shall catch.  
By judgements, execute that are,  
the Lord is known always,  
Their own works are the wicked's snare;  
Higgaion! sing Selah.   

This to a future age, record,  
for people uncreate  
To read; how wickedness (abhorred)  
God did retaliate.  
Then men shall surely say, and sing,  
for just men, is reward;  
The Earth to judgement God will bring:  
the suffering-meek regard.   

Whoso is wise t' observe and tell  
and such like things record,  
These prudent ones shall know right well.  
the kindness of the Lord.    

52 Hymn.  

The more men hate; (O Lord above)  
Vouchsafe the more of thy free love.   
(2d. Part.)  

YE Saints of the most high!  
Come and behold his deeds,  
That he alone (unsought) has done,  
for them he keeps and feeds.  
The Foxes do conspire,  
to spoil Gods tender Vine,  
Then Providence, became its fence,  
this Vineyard Lord is thine   

Then of it, let us sing,  
none surely hurt it may,  
He never sleeps that watches keeps,  
and waters it night and day:  
Men subtle may conspire,  
and dig as deep as Hell,  
God sees and smiles, and blasts their wiles  
for he in heaven does dwell.   

For he doth Zion love,  
and walks her Towers round,  
Proud Babylon, falls from her throne,  
God will her props confound.  
Her Cedars God will fallen,  
her Sea, and springs dry up;  
For Zions' sake, God will her make  
to drink on's sevenfouled cup.   

Be thou exalted O God,  
all humane Glory slain:  
That so thy Son, on every Throne,  
may then sole Monarch reign.    

53 Hymn.  

An hymn of the turning away  
Of God's anger from his people.   
As Psal, 85.1, 3. and Isaiah 12, 1.— 5. (In partly Complaint, partly Comfort.)  

HOw long Lord shall thine anger burn  
against thy Pasture sheep?  
O let thy favour soon return:  
still do not fury keep.  
This wastes our life, and spirits away  
our sins upon us bind,  
From it our foes presume to say  
our comforter's unkind.   

Oh turn to us thy smiling face,  
return our hearts again;  
And turn thine hand on them apace  
that will not Christ should reign.  
Then when thy fury's turned away,  
and God us comfort brings  
Thence we with joy shall waters draw,  
from our Salvations springs.   

Then Zion, with her King, shall shout,  
o'er Babel's helpers all;  
and all her Children, round about,  
do sing at Babel's fall.  
The Lamb then sitting on the Throne,  
them by clear springs will guide,  
And wipe away the tears (each one)  
that from our eyes, did glide.    

54 Hymn.  
The Virgin's sigh for their Bridegroom.  
Matth. 25.1.— 7.  

YE Virgins chaste, go forth in haste  
your Lamps light up and trim,  
For by and by that midnight cry  
will call you to meet him.   

Your dear Bridegroom's about to come,  
and warns you to prepare,  
For 'tis unkind, to sleep behind.  
if you wise, Virgins are.  
Let grace give light (as Oil) most bright  
to all the world about,  
For if you sleep, you can't well keep  
your Lamps from going out.   

Then wrath and woe will be unto  
such slumbering Virgins; when  
The Bridegroom's door is shut; no more  
but five go in often.  
But O the Feast the glorious rest,  
and joy that Marriage day  
Shall bring each guest that's to be blest  
his face to see for aye.   

For sure with fat and delicate,  
both Wine and marrow rare,  
That Bridgeroom will them feed, and fill  
that do for him prepare.  
Then come away, O do not stay,  
to th' wedding O make haste,  
For you ere long shall sing the song,  
he's come! hallelujah.    

55 Hymn.  
A groan from our evil times, for better.  
as Isai. 32.1, 2. and Psal. 12.1.  

HElp Lord for upright ones do fail,  
the faithful cease and those  
That men's iniquities do bewail,  
are preys to cruel foes,  
We wait and long for Righteousness,  
and yet no good appears,  
Our hopes, of healing times, grow less,  
that still augments our fears.   

Judgement turns back, no equity,  
nor truth can entrance have;  
Oh wake thy spirit of prophecy,  
to raise them from their grave.  
For sighs of poor that are oppressed  
now Lord let Christ arise;  
To set's in safe and quiet rest,  
from all that them despise.   

Then wisdom, knowledge, and Gods fear,  
our times establish shall;  
And Christ both Sword, and Sceptre bear  
to root out wicked all.  
He shall be then our hidding place,  
from winds, and stormy rain,  
As shadow of a Rock; his grace,  
shall hidden Lambs sustain.   

The Lord his God, to him shall give,  
his Father David's Throne,  
And he for aye (with Saints) shall live,  
and rule, war, judge alone.    

56 Hymn.  
A cry for Righteousness in the Earth.  
as Psal. 94.1, 2.  

O God to whom vengeance belongs,  
lift up thyself again,  
Render rewards for all the wrongs  
thy Saints on Earth sustain.  
For they blaspheme thy holy name  
and all the Earth oppress;  
Thy holy Laws, and righteous cause,  
they brand for wickedness.   

The thrones of wickedness still forge,  
their mischiefs for a Law,  
Thy people for their duty, scourge,  
and cause Prophets withdraw.  
Lift up thy feet, Oh come again  
our deso'late case behold,  
All that thy Kingdom do disdain,  
repay them seven fold.   

Then prisoners in the pit that lie,  
and Prophets in the cave,  
Souls that do under th' Altar cry,  
just vengeance all will have.  
Our Isles shall feast, while whore and beast  
the Lord shall judge and slay,  
But Zion Sing in Christ her King,  
for aye. hallelujah.    

57 Hymn.  

The mourning solitary Dove  
For Christ, pants, and is sick of love.   
I allude to the Title Psal. 56.1. (i. e.) the mute solitary Dove, having lost her mate.  

O Lord how is my joy exchanged,  
to mourning, like a Dove;  
My harp upon the Willow's hanged,  
because i've lost my love.  
I wander (bird-like) solitary,  
seeking my paradise,  
O for an Ark, or Sanctuary,  
in Christ, where true rest lies.   

My sin in vale of death, me clouds,  
I mourning, (Sun-less) go,  
Temptations me pursue in crowds,  
my sins too; there's my wo.  
To thee I cry Lord, from these deeps,  
(deeps unto deeps, do call;)  
If off all earthly joy thou strips;  
O be instead of all.   

Lord if thou through these clouds will look,  
and from this pit me move;  
My beauty, (that had me forsook)  
returns, winged, like a Dove.  
Lord unto Sion-mount show grace,  
jerusalem build again;  
Christ's Ark of presence, with us place;  
in's glory; aye, to reign.    

58 Hymn.  

Lord (cries the 'fflicted soul;) advance  
On me thy lightsome countenance.   
(as in Psal. 4.6.)  

THe light Lord of thy countenance,  
be pleased to let me see;  
So full a good, none can advance;  
may that once shine on me.  
For clouds of darkness me o'erspread,  
sin hangs my hopes in doubt;  
Oh Sun of righteousness, me lead,  
for now my Candle's out.   

My Lord that erst his face did show;  
in clouds did disappear,  
When he'll return, I do not know,  
my hopes are mixed with fear.  
Why are thy visits rare become?  
(and oft i've none at all.)  
Oh now let faith thee welcome home;  
my sloth rouse by this call.   

Afflictions from thee pity crave;  
Oh be not distant still,  
Descend and visit this my cave;  
and with thy light it fill.  
Then shall I rise, and open mine eyes,  
and turn my Thorns to Bay;  
No night so long, but morning song  
succeeds: let's hope for day.   

Our Lord (at last) through clouds will hast,  
him every eye shall see;  
But only they, that on him stay,  
in that sight blessed shall be. Amen.    

59 Hymn.  

When God the cry of prayers attends,  
For long delays, he'll makes amends.   

OH thou that prayers dost hear,  
how long wilt thou forbear,  
To listen to the prayers that do  
proceed from Saints sincere.  
T' avenge thy people's wrong  
do not defer so long  
Our jubilee, at last let's see,  
and found our joyful song.   

Hard things thy Saints have seen,  
afflicted long have been  
Lord by this rain keep and maintain  
thy heritage fresh and green.  
Let Rome's proud Hierarchy,  
under thy judgement lie;  
Then Saints shall sing, for Zions King  
shall be extolled most high.   

Then God will work his wonder,  
old heavens dissolve with thunder,  
His fire devours all Laws, and powers  
that bound Religion under.  
Then all the meek, and poor  
praises shall sing before  
The lambs high Throne; for he alone  
their comforts will restore.   

Ye heavens rejoice again,  
let Earth be glad, for Then  
The Lord has blessed, his flock with rest;  
hast Lord even so. Amen.    

60 Hymn.  

Thus shall our Faith triumph on high,  
O'er all the power o'th' enemy.   
Psal. 83.12. ult.  

OH thou (most high) whose counsels are,  
both deep, faithful, and true;  
Against our foes thine arm make bare,  
frustrate, and them subdue,  
Thy Saints (at thy command) have prayed,  
this sixteen hundred year,  
Thy Kingdom, come (so long delayed)  
Oh let its time, draw near.   

Behold how Rome's Achitophel's  
for Babylon conspire,  
To make our Isle (in which Christ dwells)  
an hearth for Martyr's fire.  
O Lord no longer silent be,  
arise them disappoint;  
Saviour's on this our Mount let's see,  
here our Messiah 'noint.   

Them and their Nobles make (even all)  
like Oreb, Zeeb likewise,  
By their own counsels, let them fall,  
their plots; themselves surprise.  
Then from our Isles shall sound new Songs  
of great Salvation,  
When Christ revenges all the wrongs,  
done to this Nation.   

The heavens likewise, shall harmonise,  
the Earth shall echo 'gain;  
On Babel's ruins shall arise,  
to Christ, a glorious reign.  
Then sing aloud, for in this cloud  
our King and judge descends,  
And with him Saints, and Angels crowd;  
God's mystery so ends. Amen.    

61 Hymn.  

From all that dare God's throne withstand,  
God to defend it lays his hand.   
as Exod. 17. ult.  

A glorious high and holy Throne,  
Gods Sanctuary's called;  
He in his glory sits thereon  
Saints here are safely wall d,  
Thence he'll with vengeance just and right,  
plead Zions' bleeding cause,  
And Rome judge (as th' old Edomite)  
when th' Isles receive his Laws.   

For God's hand still on's throne is laid,  
and swears he'll it maintain,  
His Sword, and Sceptre firm, are stayed:  
to war with him's invain.  
Ye Sons, of Zion ben't afraid,  
your Lord of Hosts is great;  
He weapon (and it's former) made,  
he can all charms, defeat.   

Against thee Lord no wisdom is,  
no might, that match him can;  
Thy purpose never goes amiss;  
but help is vain, from man.  
Then all ye holy ones rejoice,  
Angels, and Saints proclaim  
With harmony of heart, and voice,  
the glory of his name.   

That Sun of Righteousness, his beams  
the Lord soon will display,  
Whose healing wings; his cooling streams,  
all pain, and thirst shall ' lay. Amen.    

62 Hymn.  

God's presence mischiefs all prevents,  
And with blessings of good, presents.   

THe Lord's our King, and Shepherd great  
he dwells, and reigns in Zion;  
And thence he'll craft and spite defeat,  
thence roar as Judah's Lion.  
If he in meekness, wrath delay;  
then rouse him up, who dare?  
And if he'll ramp upon his prey,  
no mortals high he'll spare.   

he's the defence still, to his flock,  
tho' Wolves assault them may,  
And (when among them) stands their rock,  
in dark, and cloudy day.  
To Fatherless, and Widows too,  
his help, becomes their Song,  
In joseph's Prison house also,  
his presence goes along.   

Do we through Vales of death's black shade,  
(as Souls bewildered) walk?  
His rod, and staff, shall (both) be made  
comforts, to us to talk.  
O Son of God (mount Zion's Lamb)  
in glory hast t' appear;  
Thy number call; inscribe that name  
Jehovah, Shammah, there.    

63 Hymn.  

The visions of these latter days,  
This hymn to Saints (in part) displays.   

OF all the sights, since man on Earth  
th' almighty did create;  
That our Messiah should have birth,  
this was surpassing great,  
His coming first was poor and low  
that few did him esteem:  
But at is return all's foes shall bow,  
all Angels worship him.   

Oh how the sight of Christ will feed:  
our hopes of sin forgiven,  
Here may we read (what grace decreed)  
our just title to heaven.  
To see all's enemy's trembling stand,  
below, under his feet,  
But mourners, stand at his right hand,  
O joyful sight and sweet!   

To such a sight Lord me direct  
here (at a distance) grace me,  
(Amongst Elect,) him to affect,  
that shall at last embrace me,  
One glance is joy ineffable,  
a smile glory in the bud,  
Oh then, full sight, how comfortable,  
none ever understood.   

Then those in vale of death that sat,  
as Pilgrims mourning long,  
Shall come from solitude in state;  
to Zion, with new song.  
Then Virgins, followers, of the Lamb,  
shall see that marriage day,  
And in his name sing, and proclaim  
victory; hallelujah.    

64 Hymn.  

This is that plant of high renown,  
To whom all Sceptres must bow down.   

A plant (or branch) of great renown,  
in God's Paradise is,  
It's royal fruits, O Lord shake down  
that them my lips may kiss.  
This rose of Sharon may I smell,  
O how 'twill me delight,  
His beauty does the Sun excel,  
yea 'tis ten Suns, for bright,   

His head with gloris ever crowned  
his lips most full of grace,  
His wrath Devils and men confound;  
all joy lies in his face.  
His hand, a two edged Sword does bear.  
his words, meek and most sweet;  
Under his shade I sat; and there  
prostrate did kiss his feet.   

Lord make me so to know thy love,  
love to return again;  
From the same root and spring to move  
(and in thy love) remain.  
If I in darkness sit, i'll hope  
thou to me wilt be light,  
A door of hope thou'lt to me ope,  
and place me in thy sight.   

Lord do not long defer thy word,  
once more, let Saints thee see:  
But if thou yet delay'st; afford,  
to take us up to thee.    

65 Hymn.  

Here doth the sou'l itself, excite  
On Christ to fix its whole delight.   

O love the Lord ye holy ones;  
your strong Redeemer own,  
Who for you hath prepared thrones:  
(not for himself alone.)  
Nothing in us, (Lord) first did move thee:  
save guilt and wretchedness,  
But we have motives strong to love thee;  
yet can't like love, express.   

If we to other lovers look,  
we're justly disappointed;  
Nay cursed, b'ecause we him forsaken  
that's God's chos'n-anointed.  
Oh how this look (tho' from an hell,)  
does up (as Jona) buoy,  
And in dry desert, digs a well  
of Everlasting joy.   

Oh come desire of Nations, hast;  
now let thy Kingdom come:  
Leap over all our mountains, fast:  
and tread down whorish Rome.  
See how our Isles wait for thy Laws,  
and thrones of judgement just;  
Revive thy work, worship, and cause:  
in thee the Gentiles trust.   

Then for the precious blood of Saints  
shall come righteous vengeance,  
And songs of joy, cease all complaints:  
mourners on thrones advance.  
Zions' Redeemer shall appear,  
'fore him the lofty bend;  
All that with him, the cross did bear,  
their joy never shall end.    

66 Hymn.  

When God his Christ from Heaven reveals:  
The cross no more the Saints conceals.   

YE that have mourners been,  
and longsome troubles seen:  
Lift up our head, be comforted,  
your hope's are budding green.  
Rejoice in Christ your King,  
ye birds of Paradise sing:  
The Cedars tall begin to fall,  
your Lords now on the wing.   

Your Faith (on's cross) may spy  
him meek and most comely,  
Yet suffering glory's but transitory,  
he'll reign eternally.  
The more he was despised,  
the more he'll now be prized,  
No might can stand, 'gainst his command,  
that mischief have devised.   

But with what joy shall we  
our strong Redeemer see?  
Sat Judge and King, when every thing  
from sin, and curse is free.  
To's Laws, Rulers shall bow,  
or stoop at's feet, a low  
Dagon and Baal ' fore's ark shall fall;  
all th' Isles him fear, and know.   

Oh time flee fast away,  
Lord hast that blessed day;  
That when our King comes, we may sing  
hosannah's, hallelujah. Amen.    

67 Hymn.  

Here's love pleading with God i'th' dark,  
For the return o'th' absent Ark.   
(as in Jer. 8.19.) and Ps. 80.3, 7, 14, 19  

HOw long Lord wilt thou hid thy face?  
which yet thou bidst us seek:  
Why should thy haters thee disgrace,  
insulting o'er thy meek.  
Our foes reproach us very much  
ask us, where's your God?  
This is the loss our heart doth touch,  
God's gone from's old abode.   

Will not our foes ride o'er our head,  
and soon, of all, bereave us?  
And th' ark to Dagon captive lead;  
if once our God should leave us.  
Oh now's the crown fallen from our head,  
if once our God departed,  
And all Religious hopes lie dead,  
(in lifeless forms) at th' heart.   

But when will God return? O when,  
and cause his face to shine?  
These Lions to their final den,  
O Lord (at last) confine.  
Then shall God's lambs feed in their place,  
the spirit of Grace descend;  
Our King in Zion shows bright face;  
and Babel's Kingdom, end.    

68 Hymn.  

The spouse by Bacha's Vale of tears,  
Thirsts, till in Zion she appears.   

FOr God, the living God,  
my Soul pants and inquires,  
In Vales I cry on mountains high,  
I utter strong desires.  
I seek, yet find him not,  
ask of watchmen all,  
I run, yet find, i'm still behind,  
and he far from my call.   

Time was, my Lebanon,  
did glorious Cedars yield,  
For Christ my Spouse, that his own house,  
himself (not man) might build.  
But now my walls are broke  
Foxes upon them walk,  
My Lord is gone off from his throne,  
from whence he once did talk.   

But yet those Mountains tell,  
good news to th' desolate,  
My Lord to reign, comes once again,  
for this i'll gladly wait.  
With mercies he'll return,  
both Babel's throne, to waste,  
And to refresh our Wilderness;  
do this O Jesus! hast.    

69 Hymn.  

The Soul with pain seeks Christ: at last,  
She finds, and so she holds him fast.   
Cant. 3.1, 2, 3.  

LIke to the flames of heavenly fire,  
so is thy love O God  
though't first descend, yet 'twill aspire  
to fix there its abode.  
Delays or distance blowed not out,  
tho' sin full oft does grieve him,  
Yet I of mine, (not his) love doubt;  
(that good report i'll give him.)   

His loves first call with me did gain,  
that did my heart command,  
A visit now's hard to obtain;  
in dry, and weary Land:  
But O who understands his way;  
to love, yet anger feign,  
T' eclipse, and after beams display,  
lift up, cast down again:   

This Lord! (I by thy help) resolve,  
Tho' now i'th' dark, I sit,  
On thee firm hope still to revolve,  
and to thy will submit.  
Art thou withdrawn, i'll yet pursue;  
when slain, in the i'll trust;  
The hopes of better days (like dew)  
shall even revive my dust.    

70 Hymn.  

The hidden face of God regained,  
Breeds vows, and hopes he'll be retained.   

IN Bacha's Vale of tears,  
(I thirst,) did pant, and grope,  
At last appears (above my fears)  
a blessed door of hope.  
My Lord was wondrous kind,  
for tho' he angry was,  
Yet now I find, he's well inclined,  
my trespass by to pass.   

When first to me he came,  
he knocked long at my door;  
Blest be his name (I  proclaim)  
his patience me forbore.  
Now, if at's door I stay,  
why should I not submit?  
Thus hope I may (without delay)  
at last, he'll open it.   

With mercies, many and great,  
he will return again;  
Plots he'll defeat, his work complete,  
and o'er our Isles shall reign.   

His Tabernacle than  
'mongst us he'll place, and hold;  
Yea once again, from righteous men  
rebukes shall clean be roul'd.  
His candlesticks shall be  
(for's walk) of Gold most pure;  
Thrice blest is he, that him shall see,  
that day shall aye endure.    

71 Hymn.  

Th' afflicted Soul ' and Spouse complaint,  
That her beloved mate does want.   
(like the 102 Psal. title, etc.)  

TOuching thy pleasant Vineyard, Lord  
bought and by thee brought hither,  
How sad is it, that men abhorred,  
Should cut, and make it whither.  
Good room thou for it, here did make  
and caused it fill the Land;  
And gath'red'st stones out, for its sake,  
to plant it with thy hand.   

Now when for's fruits God came to look,  
but lost his expectation,  
He left it waste, that Boars might pluck,  
and make it a desolation.  
Oh barren, most degenerate plant!  
(once) of a noble Vine,  
That his return the Lord would grant,  
and cause his face to shine.   

Our desert then shall spring again,  
and bud like Jesse's branch;  
Our Lord will come (at last) to reign;  
his Vine's-bleeding to staunch:  
Light to impart to souls forsaken,  
to dry bones, lively dews,  
Virgins secure (asleep) t' awak'n,  
to tell-mourners, good news.   

Th' afflict prayers, he'll then regard,  
to Babel, blood repay;  
T' Saints small and great, a just reward;  
Lord! hast that glorious day.    

71 Hymn.  
Of Zion's King, this Hymn let's sing.  
2 Sam. 23, 3, 5. Isai. 60.17, 18.  

THe Rock of Israel said,  
who will his word fulfil,  
All knees shall bow, for all do owe  
subjection to his will.  
This earth (through sin) accursed  
with blessings shall increase,  
Hill's barren soil, wine, milk and oil  
shall yield: plenty with peace.   

Our own God will us bless,  
men shall no more oppress  
Officers all, we peace shall call,  
exactors, righteousness.  
No Lion shall be there,  
Christ Lambs to death to bring  
His righteous Laws, (pleading their cause)  
shall make the Widows sing.   

Lord let thy Kingdom come  
and holy will be done;  
That Babylon may have no throne,  
let whore and beast be gone.  
Praise waits for thee O Lord  
In Zion; joyful songs;  
Fulfil thy word, furbish thy Sword,  
to thee vengeance belongs.   

Then hallelujahs we  
will ever sing to thee,  
With righteousness the Isles oh bless  
and from proud Nimrods' free.    

72 Hymn.  

The Spouse inquires where she may find,  
Her well beloved Christ, most kind.   

ALL ye my Lord that know  
Or love; hark to my moan,  
Ye watchmen all, to you I call,  
Show where my love is gone.  
What means his distance now,  
when love has made him dear?  
What win my heart, and then departed?  
O this is hard to bear!   

Or why's he gone, or fled?  
(my sin is sure the cause;)  
That once he came, (blest be his name,)  
how much his love still draws?  
Where is that blessed place?  
in Heaven; they see his face;  
That way therefore, I must adore,  
reverent, and's feet embrace.   

In hopes i'll wait the day,  
when he'll no longer stay.  
But Clouds dispel, and tidings tell  
of joy to last always.  
Till than my heart shall be  
his principality,  
But men, and devils, sin and all evils,  
at last shall vanquished lie.    

73 Hymn.  

This calls to humble Lamentation,  
When God departs, from Soul, or Nation.   

ALL ye from whom your Lord so dear,  
is grieved away and gone,  
That formerly you felt so nigh,  
and seek, sigh, and bemoan.  
Where once his light has on us shone,  
and after is obscured,  
Eclipsed, and gone; that loss alone  
is woeful to b' endured.   

'Tis greater woe, well to have been;  
t' enjoy, and after lose,  
God's lightsome face, of which (alas)  
the comfort, few that knows.  
Now (cries the soul) my Sun is set  
my plants whither, and die,  
My hopes forlorn, faith's overborne,  
waste does my Garden lie.   

When he did first knock at my door  
I thought he came t' abide,  
But I unkind sure caused his mind,  
to ali'nate, and hid.  
Now if I can his visit gain,  
or smile, (one day in seven,)  
My hopes again revive a main,  
with some foretastes of heaven.   

But when Lord Jesus wilt ' return,  
revive thy work; O than  
Our Wilderness shall praise and bless,  
thy Grace and power. Amen.    

74 Hymn.  

The Soul refresh with cheer divine,  
Does t'its appart'ments rest incline,  
Longing its burdens, to resign.   
as Cant. 5, 1.— 5.  

LOrd I have long wandered abroad,  
from Mountain unto Hill,  
Now (pilgrim, like) seek rest, in God;  
subject to thy good will.  
In ' lonesome deserts tho' I bleat,  
(oft) weary, faint and sad,  
Yet finest wheat of heaven, I eat,  
Rock-hony makes me glad.   

My burdens, sin, affliction, scorn,  
Oft cause my soul bow down.  
(To ease my heart) himself has born;  
he bought; I wear the Crown.  
The fiery Serpents, oft me fright,  
I sing with thorns at breast;  
My faith (at last) gets Pisgah sight,  
in hopes o'th' Land of rest.   

My faith and sense, combat together  
and both their weapons try,  
Which shall obtain, one knows not whether?  
till Christ gives victory,  
Return my soul unto thy rest,  
take shade, in weary land;  
They that this refuge find, are blest:  
for rain, and storm's at hand.   

A joyful rest Lord doth remain,  
for all thy scattered ones,  
A glorious King shall sit and reign,  
and they (with him) on thrones.    

75 Hymn.  

When Saints of drought, and heat complain,  
The Shepherd answers thus again.   
Cant. 1.5, 6.  

LOrd when my day at first begun,  
and grace on me did shine;  
I quickly felt a scorching Sun,  
upon my tender Vine.  
Hence (in appearance) I put on  
a black and sable hue:  
Oh when wilt thou let fall upon  
my herbs of Grace thy dew.   

This fiery Dragon's raging heat  
peirces my aching head,  
Tempts me (like Jonah) oft to fret,  
(or whither) which I dread.  
My Shepherd's voice (instant) I heard,  
standing behind my wall;  
Said! flee to th' Rock, be not afeard;  
I knew't and took his call.   

Tho' Clouds eclipse thy morning Sun,  
and evidence is not bright;  
At noons, hot persecution;  
cool evening, shall give light.  
I am thy Sun, shadow and shield,  
in me alone's thy rest,  
Here light, and safety both I yield;  
thus all the flocks are blest.   

A King most just shall reign ere long,  
him must his foes adore,  
His Spouse singing her nuptial-Song,  
than heat smites her no more.    

76 Hymn.  

The Soul, and Spouse, tempted with heat,  
For cool refreshing gales entreat.   
Eyeing that promise, Isai. 4.6.8. Song c. 25.6.  

HOw long Lord shall this heat  
of persecution beat,  
Which makes me pray, shorten my day;  
or make my Sun retreat.  
Afflictions make me look  
like bottles in the smoke,  
My heart (alas!) withers as grass,  
my fruitful branch is broke.   

Yet Lord to thee I cry,  
under thy shade I fly,  
Thy healing wing, shall cause me sing,  
and down in safety lie.  
Though Zion's Sons have lain  
'mong pots, (in vile disdain)  
He has foretold, her wings, with gold,  
he'll beautify again.   

Man's rage shall cease, and fall;  
with noise of strangers all,  
The branch (or Sons) of terrible ones,  
shall break against the wall;  
Then storms and heat shall ceases  
Lambs feed, and lie in peace,  
Then Babel's Sun shall set at noon,  
her torments have no ease.   

Sing ye distressed, and poor,  
now look to weep no more,  
Your Sun does rise, lift up your eyes,  
and 'fore his throne adore.    

77 Hymn.  

When vials, Babel-Rome, consume.  
Cool and refreshing times then come.   

LOrd hasten Babel's threatened doom  
for Zion sake afford,  
Cool and refreshing gales to come,  
from th' presence of the Lord.  
Why should thy Lambs be led aside,  
and veiled from their right way,  
From fellowship with thy holy bride  
with false companions, stray.   

The Pastors that thy flock have led  
as wolves, have sucked their blood  
The rest with tears, (or poison) fed,  
dispersed (alone) i' th' wood.  
But yet a Shepherd shall arise,  
a Branch of great Renown,  
His flock to save, from is Enemies  
and sway Sceptre, and Crown.   

His times will restitution bring  
unto the whole creation,  
His flock (from wilderness) shall sing,  
for peace in every Nation.  
The lofty shall be brought full low,  
the lowly raised on high,  
The Lord will righteous vengeance show  
on Rome's conspiracy.   

Christ's word the Tyrant's Sword will break  
that oft his lambs did gore!  
To th' heathen then peace he will speak,  
and reign for evermore.    

78 Hymn.  

The Pilgrim now with Christ at rest,  
His joy and triumph thus expressed.   

LOrd I a stranger was,  
and sojourner below:  
Defiled with sin; till Christ came in,  
thy Grace to make me know.  
I sought in this world, rest  
but founded labour in vain,  
My life I spent To small content,  
till I a Christ could gain.   

My sin and misery.  
became his time of love;  
Tho' in my blood, he meant my good,  
himself did's bowels move.  
I was a wand'ring Sheep,  
bleating in deserts strayed,  
Till he me sought; and home me brought  
me safe on's shoulders laid.   

He fed my in pastures green,  
me led, by waters calm,  
Sweet Wines, I gate, and down I sat  
at's feet; and sang my psalm.  
Lord what am I; Oh whence  
is all this love to me?  
That thou should take me home, and make  
one of thy Family.   

But when my Lord returns,  
to's second Marriage feast,  
he'll then admit all's lambs to sit  
on's Throne, in endless rest.    

79 Hymn.  

The Pilgrim welcomed, (as a King)  
By Christ, does further praises sing.   
(As Deuter. 26.5.— 11.)  

LOrd when a Syrian-stranger, poor  
ready to perish quite,  
(I called) and begging at thy door:  
was pitied in thy sight.  
Thou broughed me in, and I was fed  
with water, wine, and milk,  
Thy robes of righteousness me clad,  
more rich than royal silk.   

When in's own Chamber I was placed  
my King one secret told,  
On's throne I should be with him graced  
with's crown richer than gold.  
And as a sign he would defeat,  
and break Levi'thans' head,  
And give his flesh to's folk for meat  
and's Manna for their bread.   

As I mused on this mystery;  
I quickly heard a voice,  
Angels sang praise in melody,  
so I began to rejoice.  
Now blessing, honour, to the Lamb  
power, wisdom, riches, praise,  
hosannah's be to's glorious name:  
and joyful songs always.   

Now as I was about to sing,  
I heard one on the throne,  
Bad silence, while I heard my King  
thus triumph sing: alone.    

80 Hymn.  

The Lamb's triumph, that did obtain,  
Both victory and our right to reign.   
As Psal. 40.7. John 17. Prov. 8.31.  

LOrd I before the World began,  
with thee in glory sat,  
Yet came in form of flesh humane,  
thine to redintigrate.  
That body thou prepared, I gave  
to death, an offering pure,  
And victor did, ascend from grave,  
‛ thine, lasting life t' ensure.   

To them I have thy will made known,  
and will more of them call;  
On them my blood and spirit bestown,  
with me abide they shall.  
And I that for them freely bled;  
o'er sin will make them reign,  
I'll for them plead; bless them with bread,  
and see them once again.   

That glory thou to me hast given,  
I freely share to them:  
To reign on Earth, first, (after heaven)  
i'th' new Jerusalem.  
(This heard) with adoration great,  
before his blessed throne;  
I fell, at th' foot of's mercy seat,  
and praised the Lamb alone:   

Amen (said I) blessing, and power,  
let all things give to thee;  
Both Saints, and Angels, day and hour  
to all Eternity.    

81 Hymn.  

A glorious feast, Christ will provide,  
Then lead to's rest his holy Bride.   
Isa. 25.8, 9— Apoc. 19.7, 8.  

OH Shepherd of the Sheep,  
thine is both flock, and fold;  
For thou hast sought them out, and bought,  
with price far above gold.  
For them thou whilst provide  
a Feast of red wine, pure,  
Most sweet of taste, yet best at last,  
which feast shall aye, endure.   

Mean while thy Vineyard thou  
(tho' naked and forelorn)  
Dost safely guard, with watch and ward,  
and wat'rest every morn.  
Those boars, and foxes all,  
(that humane judgement escapes)  
Take in thy toil, that made such spoil▪  
of thy Vines-tender Grapes.   

Then shall our winter end,  
reins cease, in pleasant spring  
Sweet flowers appear, than we shall hear  
the Birds, and Turtles sing.  
Oh blest they that are called,  
(with th' Lamb's Bride) to be guest,  
For now each head is crowned and led  
to's mansions: aye to rest.   

Then must the Lamb resign  
his Kingdom medi'atory,  
God's mystery, shall finished be,  
i th' Father's Royal Glory.    

82 Hymn.  

When in this world, our Lord shall reign,  
These happy things, shall then obtain.   
(As in Psal. 2.6, 9— and 72.3, 4, 12. Is. 16.5.)  

WHen God shall Christ his Son anoint,  
on Zions' holy hill;  
Salvation thence he will appoint,  
For walls and bulwarks still.  
The great shall then no terror be.  
the good to over-awe;  
And force them into corners flee,  
For keeping of Gods Law.   

The vile no more account shall bear,  
Tyrants no more oppress;  
No piercing bramble, just ones tear,  
None rise by wickedness.  
But right, and truth, ascends the Throne,  
to 'ffront iniquity;  
And reason, justice, faith in one  
united; shall agree.   

Then worship pure, shall not endure  
fogs superstitious;  
Nor scarlet whore, shall more allure  
to Babel, for God's house.  
Scripture our Royal guide, and Law  
the word, the Sword shall blunt:  
(Vengeance shall horns and mitres saw)  
the Nimrods' cease to hunt.   

Thus Heaven, and Earth, to joy shall break,  
(a joy that ends distress,)  
He for the meek will judgement seek,  
and hasten righteousness. Amen.    

83 Hymn.  

This Hymn enumerates the kinds  
Of mercies: but the sum who finds?   
As Psal. 40.5. and 139.17.  

TO God let's all sing praise  
that by his word all made,  
Thus heaven above; and all that move  
on Earth, their being had.  
For Sun that lights the day,  
for Moon, and glittering stars,  
That in the night foreshow us light,  
(as signs) of peace, or wars.   

For th' Earth and all its hosts,  
the Sea and what's therein.  
All subject stand by God's command  
to man: tho' fallen by sin.  
For Hail, and Rain, and Dew,  
For stormy winds also;  
For these fulfil Gods righteous will.  
When men against it go.   

For day and also night,  
Summer, and Winter's frost,  
(Contraries do God's wisdom show  
and oft profit us most.)  
But Lord what's fallen man?  
dominion such to have,  
O'er all things here; and triumph there  
with Christ, o'er death, and grave.   

Consume Lord from thy Earth  
destructive wicked men;  
Oh come again, resume thy reign;  
come quickly! Lord Amen.    

84 Hymn.  

When once on Christ we fix our eyes,  
'Twill make us all this world despise.   
On Apoc. 12.1.  

A wonder great to John was shown]  
a Church arrayed most sweet,  
With th' Sun (most clear) 12 Stars her crown,  
but th' Moon under her feet.  
Oh blissful sight (once) glorious,  
(now to behold most rare)  
Our times show us not such a Spouse,  
which dare with her compare.   

When all is loss and dung for Christ,  
(unworthy our esteem,)  
Herein true pie'ty doth consist,  
Such Christ came to redeem.   

Lord why should Saints on things below  
their fond affections place;  
Since he's ascended, and we know  
we're foll'wing him apace;  
who'll show us any good? men say,  
(but real good mistake,)  
Lord of thy countenance, one bright ray  
on us to shine, O make.   

Oh this will glad, and cheer us more  
than Corn, Oil, or new Wine,  
The glory of this world 'twill lower  
to taste the joys divine.  
When Idol-Dagon-self falls down,  
Faith does this world disdain:  
Earth's Princes lose glory ' and crown,  
now Jesus comes to's reign.    

85 Hymn.  

The Bride with Christ uniteed by Faith,  
Thus in communion sings; and saith.   

O thou most worthy to be sought!  
thy praises we will tell,  
Being into thy Chambers brought,  
Our great Immanuel.  
If one days fello'ship be so sweet  
here under's cross and sorrow,  
Or to sit pensive at his feet?  
what joys succeed i'th' morrow?   

Oh who can tell what joyful Songs  
may here be sung ' i'th' night?  
What triumphs then, with heavenly throngs,  
have Saints in perfect light?  
To be espoused to Christ alone,  
is unconceived grace:  
What's then to sit up in his Throne,  
or still to see his face?   

With Abr'am Isa'ck, Jacob too,  
to consort in one chore,  
The Gentile Nations, with the Jew  
all singing evermore!  
To see vile men, bundled, and thrown  
down from Christ judgement seat,  
All Clouds and Storms, quite over blown,  
and only good ones, great.   

Who can those future joys display?  
the pleasures of that River,  
And City new, where God will stay,  
and Saints with him for ever.    

86 Hymn.  

When Jesus judge, and King shall reign,  
he'll Truth and Right fully maintain.   
Psal. 96.13, Lo! he cometh, etc.  

OUr Lord and King shall come in haste,  
the flame devours before him,  
Angels his chariots moving fast,  
all bowing down adore him.   

His Saphir Throne just judgement is,  
his Sceptre Righteousness,  
His sentence unto Saints gives bliss  
to th' wicked pains endless.  
With him in judgement Saints preside,  
where th' wicked shall not stand,  
His flaming eyes they ca'ned abide  
but fall under his hands.   

Oh how the mighty trembling look,  
through horror, shame, and fear,  
When from his face that last rebuke  
and sentence they shall hear.  
They that before did judge the Lamb,  
are doomed, with a [depart,]  
That dreadful curse (they wished) God damn,  
that word will break their heart.   

The just shall greatly sing for joy,  
when they his vengeance view,  
For whore and beast will he destroy,  
that judges strong and true.  
Greatness (before him) yields no plea,  
repriving execution;  
'Fore whose white throne, heaven, earth, and Sea,  
all suffer dissolution.    

87 Hymn.  

To th' new jerusalem, and her King,  
All nations must their glory bring.   
After that Isaiah 60 Apoc. 21.  

YE Nations all, and Kings mortal;  
this Prophecy attend,  
Your earthly glory, vile, trnasitory,  
here fades, and's at its end.  
Most glorious things the Scripture sings,  
o'th' City of God so fair,  
That down shall move from God above  
in all dimensions square.   

Her King's the Lamb, that built the same,  
who ever lives, her light  
None dwell within defiled with sin;  
all gems most perfect bright.  
Her pearly wall, and Towers so tall,  
Salvation styled is;  
Angels it guard, (with watch and ward)  
the City of God is this.   

Here only Saints b' inhabitants  
that with the Lamb shall talk.  
Through streets of Gold; (thus John us told)  
all's Pilgrim's sing and walk.  
Here runs for ever, that clearest River  
(all pleasures, joys for aye)  
Oh blest all they, here dwell, and stay  
Jehovah (call't) Shammah.    

88 Hymn.  

The Saints ultimate glorious state,  
Admired, but none can it relate.   
(1 Cor. 2.9. and Apoc. 22.3, 4.)  

OH all ye Saints that have a right,  
to that last glorious state;  
Triumph and sing, and take delight,  
whilst you it contemplate.  
To see God as we're seen, and know;  
is (here) grace budding bliss,  
But what it is (there's now can show)  
to see him as he is.   

To view our Lord in flesh, these twain  
natures unite in one;  
To see his wounds our way to reign,  
and sitting in his Throne.  
To taste the comforts of God's spirit,  
in their original;  
Without desertion, to inherit  
Christ's fellowship with all.   

To join consort with Angels pure  
in heavenly harmony,  
With joy and praise, one hymn to 'dure  
all along, Eternity.  
But eye ne'er saw, no ear yet heard  
but on'ly thine O God  
The things ineffable, are prepared:  
in that pleasant abode.    

89 Hymn. (A 2d. part of the ult. glory and joys above.)  

Now pain, crying and misery,  
Cease, when the Saints God's Face do see   
Rev. 22.1, 2.  

OH blissful glorious state!  
what words can this define?  
No terrene pleasures, celestial treasures,  
nor how sweet? can divine.  
O perfect sinless Church!  
of holy firstborn ones,  
What joys attend, (without an end)  
those bright Eternal thrones?   

Doth sight of Friends refresh?  
here's all with full content;  
Here Gods own Plants, Christ with the Saints,  
dwell near no more t' absent.  
Do springs (Rivers) delight,  
or Gardens, walks so green?  
In that one thing (Jesus our King)  
may all (and more) be seen.   

Do ordinances yield,  
a well of Life most clear?  
What life shall we attain, when he  
in's glory shall appear?   

Music will charm the ear,  
put sense t'an ecstasy,  
Here one sweet Song, shall last as long,  
as vast Eternity.  
Now grief turns into joy;  
faith (hopes) run 'to fruition,  
Now only love, and joys, us move,  
int' naked perfect Vision.    

90 Hymn.  

The Spouse desires of Christ some signs,  
To prove that's heart to her inclines.   
Commenting on Cant. 1.1, 7.  

LOrd give my a reconciling kiss,  
me to embrace incline:  
For (sure) thy loving kindness is  
far better than sweet wine.  
As ointment pow'red forth, is thy name,  
(that gives most fragrant smell)  
The Virgin-upright-ones proclaim,  
therefore they love thee well.   

Lord! draw, and after thee we'll run  
the King's chambers into;  
Tho' black, (by hot and scorch Sun,)  
yet comely i'm also.  
Tell me O thou my Soul does love,  
where thou thy food dost take  
And rest at noon, (under thy grove)  
in safety thine dost make?   

My love to thee from thine, did flow  
(when time of love came in)  
And shall I now wander? oh no!  
Nor sociate with sin?  
Such love doth ravish Lord thy heart,  
(so wilt thou taken be,)  
Oh never may th' affections start,  
that knit my soul to thee.   

Cursed with a Maranath ' is he  
that loves not Christ the anointed,  
And o'er all longs not him to see  
for 's Zion, King appointed.    

91 Hymn.  

Hark how the faithful will begin  
Welcome: when he to feed comes in.   
(as Psal. 24.7— 9 2d. part.  

YE lasting gates stand open, and  
admit your glorious King  
Let him not knock without or stand:  
that does his welcome bring.  
Why standest thou (blessed Lord) without?  
break in, stay not to knock:  
Thy key of love can ope' (no doubt)  
each door, with bars, and lock.   

But Lord I am unworthy, thou  
under my Roof, shouldst come,  
Yet since my heart's thy house, I'll vow  
to bid thee welcome home.   

To entertain this King, who's able?  
much less to do it well;  
O Spikenard, (now my King's at Table)  
send forth thy fragrant smell.  
That Wine of's pomegranate i'll break  
(the same he brought) i'll bring:  
That caused my lips- (asleep) to speak,  
and from the dust to sing;   

I am my well belov'd's, he's mine,  
'mong Lilies (white) he feeds,  
Till day dawns; I with him will dine  
o'er Hills, see, how he speeds.  
Make haste oh King, be like a Roe  
come running, fly away;  
Confound thy foes, make Princes know  
thy reign abides for aye.    

92 Hymn.  

The Spouse fed of Christ's providore,  
Beggs, Lord, such food give evermore.   

TO th' heavenly Court I went,  
a visiting my King;  
He knew't before, and opeed the door,  
I came his fruits to bring.  
I greatly was in doubt,  
how I should entrance gain  
Yet in I went, for word he sent,  
he would me entertain.   

When entered in, I found  
a noble welcome home;  
And all that came; (once blind, and lame)  
yet for more guests was room:  
The hungry, naked, poor,  
yea blind and dumb, all sung,  
(All healed, and clad) most princely fed,  
his house with praises, rung.   

Then I (for company,)  
my Songs could not restrain,  
That he should smile, on one so vile  
and with him, cause to reign.  
Our entertainment was  
of dainties for a King,  
The wine he drew, of's Kingdom-new  
he did in person bring.   

Oh then let every guest,  
(tho' here grieved and oppressed)  
Lift up your eyes, yon'd's paradise,  
there hope to be at rest.    

93 Hymn.  

Ye Nations listen to this call,  
Before God's face, ye Isles shall fall.   
(1st. Part.)  

YE Nations all, attend this call,  
for 'tis the voice of God  
His Gospel take, ere Christ you break,  
with's heavy Iron rod.   

To God O turn, your Idols burn,  
let Dagon fall, before  
The Ark of God: where's his abode,  
and shall be evermore.  
If ye withstand his stretched out hand,  
by which he would you save,  
It is most right, (in all men's sight,)  
that judgmeht ye should have.   

For God has sworn, this to perform,  
that bow shall every knee,  
Confess and know, must high and low,  
Christ's glorious Majesty.   

(2d. Part.)  

LEt God arise, alls Enemies  
shall scattered forces be:  
Yea all that hate Zions' good state,  
before God's face shall flee.  
In's holy place, to see God's face  
and hear s most pleasant voice  
Will finish Saints grief, and complaints  
and make their hearts rejoice.   

The Wilderness, joy shall express,  
and sing to see that day;  
When men of might, quite out of sight  
shall perish, and decay.  
God's countenance he'll then advance  
upon the desert risen;  
His dew shall light, on's Lilies white,  
that in low Valleys grows.   

For his elect he'll then erect,  
a throne of judgement high,  
That he may bring, each lofty thing  
'fore it to search, and try.  
Then Saints shall bring their elect King,  
near to th' ancient of days,  
And God with us shall dwell: and thus  
we'll sing Immortal praise.     

94 Hymn.  

Is God with us, (the Lord of Hosts,)?  
Saints! do not fear, but rather boast.   

O Glorious throne on high  
on which thou Lord does dwell,  
Dispensing grace; to israel's race;  
let's mark its footstool well.  
Lions are subjected too't,  
before it stand spirits, seven  
Whose Oil gives light, both day and night  
leading to th' highest heaven.   

What times Saints are afraid,  
hence (on a look, or cry,)  
God gives command, with mighty hand  
to save immediately.   

Tho' thousands him us in  
with camps of men, and devils  
Gods with his Church, is as a torch  
of fire, devouring evils.  
Ye Sons of Belial then,  
dig pits as deep as hell;  
No crafts shall stand 'gainst Zions' Land  
whose King's Immanuel.   

This Shepherd of God's flock  
is wise, and strong also  
With mighty arm his Lambs from harm  
to save, and keep them too.  
For he amongst them walks  
to feed, protect and guide  
Who Lord! dares band against thy hand,  
When thou art on our side?   

Balaam by cursed crafts  
sought Isr'el to devour:  
When God will bless; man's wickedness  
must fail, for lack of power.  
If thou (Lord) stand for us  
against us be who dare?  
If on thy Son first, wrath begun;  
thy foes, how canst thou spare?   

Shine forth O glorious Sun,  
the Land, light ' with thy rays,  
Oh once again, descend: Amen.  
so we will sing thy praise.    

95 Hymn.  

Ye Angels, Cherubs, Creatures all,  
Sing praise in Chores Seraphical.   

LEt Angels all that live above,  
make a melodious noise,  
Cast in your sparks to th' flames of love,  
with Martyrs; and rejoice.  
For he that framed the world, has laid  
and fixed all for his glory,  
The Wheel of nature, and every creature▪  
in't's kind, do sing before ' ye.   

Praise him ye floods, and waters deep  
through which Christ lead his folk,  
Let fire, and flame exalt his name,  
where once (with three) he'd walk.  
Can we his inward converse learn,  
with them three Nobles stout,  
We should admire, that from that fire  
(tho' called) they could come out.   

Oh glorify that Lord i'th' fires  
(ye Saints that loves him dear)  
Thou love you burns, yet from your urns,  
a Phoenix shall appear.  
When Christ your King, on Zion' rises,  
Babel's hot flames, shall cease:  
Saints pure devotion, then gains promotion,  
with truth and lasting peace.   

Christ Tent he then will place with men,  
for evermore to stay:  
With heat divine, Christ face shall shine;  
and make't eternal day.    

96 Hymn.  
Cantic. Igneum. On the three Children Dan. 3.  

Christ present made three in the furnace four,  
This kept them so, that fire could not devour.   
(Heb. 11.34. 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉,)  

YE mortal Kings on Earth, behold  
Christ's all-sufficient power;  
Look on admire, that such a fire  
three children can't devour.  
In one here's many wonders wrought,  
the fire to burn, forbears;  
Save only bands, lost off their hands,  
and slays persecuters.   

So Moses turned aside (of old)  
to view God's bush on flame  
Well we may ' dmire; zeal's hotter fire  
that cooled and quenched the same.  
No Royal rage can fires incense  
too hot for faith, and love;  
Lord on our Souls, such heavenly coals  
let fall, and in us move;   

That Jesus, that (for's love to us,)  
could bleed, us to redeem,  
He doubtless hath quenched hotter wrath,  
all glory (praise) to him.  
Thou from a furnace hot like hell,  
didst save us in like manner,  
That for thy cause, thy truth and laws,  
thou mightst display thy banner.   

When Zion's flames proud- Babel tames,  
Saints have their jubilee;  
The earth in peace, truth, righteousness,  
shall bow, and sing to thee.    

97 Hymn.  

Lord let that long accepted year,  
Of full redemption (hoped) draw near.   
Psal. 85.7, 8. etc.  

LOrd God of Hosts that hearest prayers  
come down, thy heaven's bow,  
Zion, for which there's no man cares,  
to save, arise do thou.  
According to the days wherein  
affliction we have had,  
And years of sorrow we have seen  
Oh now Lord make us glad.   

The sins of our long Wilderness  
and tempt, from us roll,  
Thy vine, oh save; it plant, and dress,  
with thy whole heart, and soul.   

Hear then, what God will to us say,  
for surely he'll speak peace,  
To his own Saints; that never they  
shall turn to foolishness.  
Sure his Salvation draweth near  
(God will the same command,)  
That glory too; (for those him fear)  
may dwell within our land.   

To Jewish Rites, last Jubilee,  
himself Messiah blew:  
To Romish yokes, his reign shall be  
final and full adieu.  
To God and to the Lamb therefore,  
give Kingdom, power, always;  
Let men and Angels, him adore,  
and ever sing his praise.    

98 Hymn.  

When hopes are low, and undermined with fears;  
And wicked highest, God usually appears.   
Gen. 22.14. Zach. 1.8, 10.  

OH God most high and wise,  
thine ear to us incline;  
Open thine eyes; and them surprise,  
that 'gainst thy Christ combine:  
When Counsels are most rife  
accomplished to be;  
On Isa'c's life now stop the knife,  
and God ' i'th' mount, let's see.   

Tho' Sons of Belial shout;  
and tumults oft assail:  
Repress their rout, turn things about  
that wicked's hopes may fail.  
Tho' Zions' hope's forlorn  
amongst the Myrtle's low,  
Her vail is torn; yet David's horn  
shall bud again, and grow,   

No weapon shall succeed,  
'gainst Zions' peaceful state;  
God has decreed, and that with speed,  
Babel to desolate.  
A new creation bright,  
will God himself bring forth;  
Where Christ shall sit protecting it,  
even in the sides o'th' North.   

Jesus our Bridegroom! come,  
for thee the wedding stays,  
Thy Kingdom come, to it make room,  
let mourners sing thy praise.    

99 Hymn.  

Angels and Cherubims, all fulfil,  
What changes God (presiding) will.   

THe Lord above the Clouds presides,  
he storms and winds does sway,  
His chariots through Red-Sea he rides  
to find (or force) his way.  
This world that seems to roll, and reel,  
moves by divine command;  
His spirit turns about each wheel,  
and, when he bids, they stand.   

Thou by thy power dost rule always,  
thine eyes all nations spy;  
Yea when rebellious ones bear sway;  
thou art exalted high.  
When wicked ones are turned above,  
God turns about the wheel;  
Because the Lord doth Zion love,  
her foes sha'll 's vengeance feel.   

All those that Zion hate, shall be  
like Corn on the house top;  
That, upright ones with joy shall see,  
the Lords own sickle lop.  
The Kingdom of God's providence,  
doth bring great things to pass:  
But when his Son shall rule, dispense,  
the just flourish, as grass.   

On foes, the Lord aloud will thunder,  
to raise his witnesses;  
And them advance, that long lay under  
darkness, and sore distress.  
That change shall be a joyful one,  
when Christ above shall sway;  
Causing oppressions to be gone,  
and sighs to flee away.    

100 Hymn.  

One sits above the wheels,  
To steer, when our Faith reels.   

THe Lord hath said his throne abides,  
his Kingdom shall endure:  
What if this world now rowls and slides,  
his promise still stands sure.  
God's ship (as on a Sea) is tossed,  
the winds contrary too;  
Our anchor hold of hope, oft lost,  
Christ seems asleep also:   

Then unbeleif makes surges beat;  
has God cast off for aye?  
Or is he gone, from's mercy seat?  
doth promise lie? we say.  
Has grace forgot gracious to be?  
can wrath, overcome his love?  
Oh no 'tis mine infirmity:  
i'll wait for Noah's Dove.   

I'll (Jonah-like) look up again,  
to Gods most holy Hill;  
That o'er all winds, and waves can reign,  
and change them at his will.  
Th' old world God once turned to a Flood▪  
then Nimrods' race, o'er turned;  
He gave Levi'athan once for food:  
and Babel's to be burned.   

Old hearts, old world, shall be renewed,  
all things restored shall be:  
(the whore and beast being subdued,)  
Christ set on high we ' I see.  
Then let us our Hosannah's give,  
and hallelujahs say,  
To th' Lamb, (once slain,) that now doth live;  
even our exalted Jah.    

101 Hymn.  
Some Consolatory Hymns, concluding the use of Psal. 2.8, 9  

Unto the Lamb let us give praise,  
That is, and shall be, he that was.   

OH thou most mighty one,  
Unto the Lamb thy Son;  
Our Saviour free, give praise do we,  
for our Redemption.  
For thy dea'r chosens sake,  
Levi'athans' head thou break  
With such a wound, that whole and sound,  
none ever could it make.   

This Isle thy Sceptre won,  
and here thy work's begun,  
Oh Christ obtain thy throne again  
once more cry it is done.  
Tho' Nations, angry, rush,  
and at the Lamb do push,  
God with his look will them rebuke,  
with Iron rod them crush.   

They sport it in our pain,  
rejoiced, whiles we are slain;  
Now they shall bow, as footstools low,  
for Christ to rise, and reign.  
Our sighs to joys shall turn,  
and these our rods shall burn,  
And God will raise to life, and praise,  
with dew of heaven, our urn.   

Oh then let's joy, and say  
this is our longed-for day:  
In darkness sing, for a blessed spring  
now hastens. hallelujah.    

102 Hymn.  

God's able (in his time and will,)  
All's promises (of grace) it fulfil.   
Gen. 3.15.  

OH thou that faithful art;  
thou keep'st thy covenant true;  
We praise and bless thy righteousness,  
that is (from us) thy due.  
Thy promise first was made  
to break the Serpent's head,  
Tho' he our heel do bruise; yet we'll  
believe what God has said.   

Tho' Lions on us roar,  
and Foxes watch to tear,  
Yet Christ doth keep his Lambs and Sheep,  
and in his bosom bear.  
they're is no thorn, nor brier;  
can pierce Saints eyes or side,  
No Cannanite dwells in thy sight,  
nor Belial's Sons abide.   

No vile uncircumcised;  
no Sea, to toss us on;  
Rejoice therefore; now fear no more,  
utter destruction.  
For God will purge the blood,  
and filth Zion upon,  
And when his wrath, finished he hath,  
than woe to Babylon.   

No Idols then shall stand,  
nor Idol-Shepherds be;  
But Christ alone shall on his throne,  
that day exalted shall be.  
Lord haste, thy word fulfil,  
accomplish all thy will,  
Let israel's seed, return and feed,  
on Zions holy hill.   

When God again brings back,  
his people captive led:  
Then Jacob shall rejoice, and all  
his Isr'el shall be glad.    

103 Hymn.  

God's roaring heaven and Earth doth shake,  
Yet Saints in Christ their shelter make,   
Joel 3.16. Isai. 26. ult.  

OH israels help and hope,  
our only Saviour,  
Ease the complaints of thy dear Saints  
in such a tempting hour.  
Hark thy creation groans  
by wicked men, thy rod,  
O make it free, most gloriously,  
like to the Sons of God.   

Tho' all things die and fade,  
thou wilt make all things new,  
Here we'll be glad, since God has said,  
that faithful is and true.  
From him there shall proceed  
judgement in Righteousness,  
Thus wars shall cease, all men in peace,  
in him, themselves shall bless.   

Then prayers shall turn to praise,  
even those cast off that seemed,  
(Thousands of years, when Christ appears)  
from wrath shall be redeemed.  
For Christ himself comes forth,  
earth's blood open to lay,  
T' avenge the guilt of all was spilt,  
from Abel's to th' last day.   

Then no more crowns of thorns  
and griefs shall Saints array,  
But clad with praise, and palms always,  
shall sing, with joy, for aye,  
Amen. hallelujah.    

104 Hymn.  

Faith joys, and triumphs o'er,  
The Dragon, beast, and whore.   
Apo. 17.14, 15.  

TO thee most holy one,  
be given Dominion,  
With victory, shall crowned be  
that spotless Lamb, thy Son.  
This Lamb once slain (as't were)  
yet now's alive again,  
Resolved to break (for Zions sake)  
that 10 horned beastly reign.   

What Lands did Rome admire  
both hate, and shall, retire,  
Now make her bare, and 'gainst her war,  
burn in her flesh with fire.  
Thus on that whore, Gods will  
the ten horns must fulfil,  
Which shall make way, for the lambs sway  
on Zions Holy Hill.   

Then israel outcasts all  
and sufferers great and small,  
Be gathered to Ghrist their head,  
whom his own Spouse, he'll call.  
This little Stones-Kingdom,  
a mountain now's become,  
Nations desire, all things conspire,  
before it to make room.   

Here God will make a feast,  
of fatts, and wines the best;  
That fruitful Tree of life shall be  
our Paradisean feast.  
This is that joyful day,  
now sighs all flee away,  
The Son of God, shall make abode,  
and reign in Zion aye.    

105 Hymn.  
The joy of long differed, return of prayers.  
Psal. 65.2, 3. and 126.5, 6.  

OH thou that hearest prayer  
to thee all flesh shall come;  
How long shall Saints utter complaints,  
praying for thy Kingdom.  
How long against our prayers,  
shall Gods hot anger smoke?  
Whilst men in scorn, exalt their horn,  
our heart, with tears we soak.   

Why hidest thou in a cloud,  
that prayers can't pass through,  
Iniquities out-vote our cries,  
but them all pardon thou.  
Then shall our hearts rejoice  
th' earth than will give increase,  
For God will hear destitute prayer,  
and Zion bless with peace.   

A Lion then will rise  
and roar out on his prey,  
Seven phyals cup that whore shall sup,  
on the Lambs ireful day.  
Zion shall rise and sing,  
answers our prayer o'er take,  
But woe shall fall, on great and small,  
with Zion war that make.   

O then let's sow in tears  
hoping that harvest day,  
With Zions King to reap and sing,  
and shout, hallelujah.   

(2d. Part.)  
Psal. 102.13, 15.  
The return of Prayers.  

WHen God again vouchsafes  
to hear his children's suit,  
Then for our trouble he'll render double  
to th' prayers o'th' destitute.  
Then with a cloud, no more  
will he his countenance cover  
His Sun again, (after the rain)  
shall shine, and storms fly over.   

What comforts then shall spring?  
surrounding Zions' Hill,  
That all shall sing, that love her King,  
his dews their Fleece will fill.  
Then Sharons' rose shall bud  
and Lily of the vale  
With thorns that stood, watered with blood,  
shall rise, grow strong and tall.   

For God by terrible things,  
will answer to us give,  
Thus meek shall eat, be satiate,  
your hearts that seek, shall live.  
Ye Saints than sing for joy,  
for Babel's helpers all  
Cease from her throne, and every one  
shall with (or from her) fall.   

Ye Heavens, Apostles, all,  
joy Prophets, Martyrs! say,  
Now God in wrath, avenged us hath,  
Again hallelujah.     

107 Hymn.  
An Hymn for the Sabbath or Gospel Jubilee.  
Dan. 2.44. etc.  

LOrd hast that glorious day of rest  
that joyful jubilee,  
Wherein the weary shall be blest,  
and from oppression free.  
Hark how the whole creation pants,  
with thine adopted ones,  
The King of Righteousness it wants,  
to set up judgment-thrones.   

That stone that from the Mountain was  
cut out (not in man's hand,)  
Into a mount; O let it pass,  
that may all powers command,  
A burdensome foundation stone,  
in Zion then shall lie  
All that against it spurn (each one)  
shall by it fall, and die.   

Thus God will raise henceforth his praise  
avengers all, to still;  
And crown the patiented Saints with bays,  
with joy, peace, and good will.  
Then glory, grace, let's to it sing,  
Babel is fallen, we'll say:  
This is our King, of him let's ring  
and shout; hallelujah.    

108 Hymn.  
(Elijahs intercession.)  
1 Kings 18.37. Rom. 11.3.  

O God to whom vengeance belongs,  
lift up thyself on high,  
Judge of the Earth revenge all wrongs  
done to thy Majesty.  
Thy blasphemous and cruel foes,  
on high exalt their horn,  
Christ's Tabernacle they oppose  
and at his Kingdom scorn.   

Where is our God? in taunt they say,  
but we in hope, say so:  
Thy judgements once again display,  
then, where thou art, they'll know.  
Oh pay these Isles a recompense,  
both them that sin, and suffer,  
Justice, and mercy too, dispense:  
then thanks and praise we'll offer.   

Turn thou Lord; give us yet one turn,  
(that all thy rod may feel)  
Exalt to safety, all that mourn,  
vile ones make like a wheel.  
Man's haughtiness, then shall descend  
with Babel to the dust:  
A Sword than Christ from heaven will send,  
plead with all flesh, it must.   

Thus multitudes, (Armies) shall fall,  
i'th' valley of decision,  
Then Christ his witness up will call,  
and heal this vale of vision.    

109 Hymn.  

Our Souls are tossed 'twixt hope and fear,  
Lord when shall Zions King appear?   
Psal. 43.3, 10.43.2.  

OH Lord of hosts! thine enemy's boast,  
against thy Children dear,  
Come do not stay, hear what they say,  
where is your God, O where?  
Thou promise made, be long delayed,  
Lord Jesus thou hast said,  
Thy word and will, thou wilt fulfil  
our hop's in heaven up laid.   

These swelling floods, threaten our blood's  
Religion to ore flow:  
Upon them look; through clouds rebuke;  
thy vengeance on them show.  
When Providence of all defence,  
has stripped us utterly;  
Do thou alone judge on thy throne,  
and plead our cause, on high,   

Let Zions pain, deliverance gain;  
and glory to her King,  
So shall our fear, soon disappear,  
our sorrows, new songs bring.   

But they that have long dug this grave  
themselves let in it fall.  
By mischiefs, cause most healing Laws,  
subjecting great and small.  
Open a door of hope. once more:  
dawn everlasting day,  
Rescue our Isle, Babel beguile;  
so we'll sing, Hosannah.    

110 Hymn.  

Oh Judas mighty Lion!  
Return to save thy Zion.   
Rev. 12.2, 3.  

LOrd Jesus haste deliverance,  
for Sion's now in pain,  
So we thy praises, shall advance,  
when Christ returns to reign.  
Our travel now twelve hundred years,  
(whilst Babylon has mirth)  
Seems long; yet when our Lord appears,  
'twill glad, both heaven and Earth.   

The Dragon (seeking to devour,)  
before the woman stands,  
His rage, and malice, Lord, o're-power,  
and from him save Three-Lands.  
Let our deliverance come from thee,  
by whom must Jacob rise?  
Vain's all the help of man (we see,)  
to the we lift our eyes.   

If none can save, or plead (a word,)  
in this vale of decision,  
Thy mighty ones send down O Lord!  
thy foes have in derision.  
Then followers of the Lamb shall sing  
triumphant Songs, and say  
Salvation to our head, and King,  
and praise to thee; O Jah.    

111 Hymn. On that Psal. 32.7.  

With Songs of our deliverance near,  
Encompass Lord thy People dear.   

OH thou i'th' Heaven's that hast thy seat,  
deliverance that affords;  
Saviour's on Zions mountains set  
let th' Kingdoms be the Lord's.  
Thy glorious arm in mighty facts  
of old thou didst make bare;  
Now that thy name is near, thine acts  
of wonder do declare.   

Thine Ephahs heaped up full of sin:  
and ripe the harvest grows;  
When shall thy reaping work begin,  
the Vine sat overflows.  
Thy chariots once into the North,  
were sent, (in numerous train)  
Revive thy work, Angels send forth,  
to quiet thy spirit again.   

Fulfil thy wrath; thou hast begun,  
divide thou Babel's Tongues;  
And on her ruins, raise thy Son;  
our sorrows, turn to Songs.  
Then lasting smiles, succeed our frowns,  
darkness precedes our day;  
To Christ belongs all Thrones, all Crowns,  
all Isles. hallelujah.    

112 Hymn.  

Cantic. Halelujaticum.  
Some signs of good the Lord doth show,  
That all thy name, and power may know,  
Justice before his face doth go.   

SAlvations to the Lord belong,  
Glory and Blessing too,  
For all that long to do us wrong,  
he'll utterly undo.  
Deliverance sure approaches nigh,  
and glory i'th' Land shall dwell:  
Thy Majesty's exalted high,  
thy Robes of Justice smell.   

Thy Harbingers O mighty King!  
thus run before thy face,  
'Tis like our Spring, (the Birds so sing)  
why should we not cry Grace!  
Remember once 'twas Edom's word  
it raze, (toth' bottom) raze,  
Therefore our Lord their rage abhorred  
and turned to us his face.   

men's hearts seem to return again:  
to pity Zions stones;  
Earth shakes amain; for Christ will reign,  
and raise our dry-dead-bones.  
Thy Flocks shall feed safe in the woods,  
the Lion couch in's den;  
The Lord thinks good, t' inquire out blood,  
so be't: Lord God Amen.    

113 Hymn.  

When God to vengeance once arises,  
Joy Saints; but sinner's wrath surprises.   
In a gloss on Judg. 5.2.11. Deut. 32.42.  

LOrd for thy mercy's sake,  
for Saints some vengeance take,  
For unto thee appeal do we;  
that heaven and earth didst make.  
Unto thy Saints return,  
that wrath may cease to burn,  
Now let our God, burn up his rod:  
so comfort them that mourn.   

How long shall furious might  
insult o'er godly right?  
Lord let thy Sword fulfil thy word,  
with right, O judge and fight.  
And when our Heavens do smile  
to save this floating Isle,  
Zion, shall bless thy righteousness  
whom they sought to defile.   

Then Babel's pride shall fall,  
her Towers, and Captains all,  
Her noble ones, cease from their thrones;  
the Captives from their thrall.  
Then Zions Sons shall say,  
'Tis he for whom we stay!  
Lo! he again, is come to reign,  
Lord welcome! Hosannah.    

114 Hymn.  

When God our freedom shall effect,  
Great joy accrues to his Elect.   
Isaiah 26.1, ult. Nahum. 1. ult.  

WHen God from Babel shall release  
his Captive Saints most dear  
All wrong and violence quite shall cease  
Christ will the Sceptre bear.  
No persecuting Wolf shall rage's  
to tear the Lambs of God,  
Peace runs with truth from age to age,  
and God will burn his rod.   

The Lord Salvation will appoint,  
for Walls and Bulwarks too,  
Tho' he no man to save anoint,  
that work himself he'll do.   

Tho' he for Jacob's seed Elect,  
will use nor bow, nor Sword,  
His power alone soon can effect  
to save, even with a word.  
Then truth o'er th' earth shall spring apace  
the Gospel shall succeed,  
Justice shall run before his face,  
t' avenge each bloody deed.   

Zion her solemn Feasts shall hold  
the Belials be no more,  
Christ's flocks shall safely feed, and fold,  
and sing the Lamb before.  
O Earth cover not thou the slain,  
ye Saints shout loud, and say,  
Lord Jesus haste to judge and reign,  
come quickly, come away.    

115 Hymn.  
Victoria Halelujatica (1st. part.  

The air with hallelujahs rings,  
When God the beast to judgement brings.   
Rev. 12.9, 10.  

LOrd thou art strong and righteous too,  
and so dost judge, and fight,  
The vengeance of thy Temple show,  
and do thy poor ones right.  
Hark how the whole Creation groans,  
and Zion cries for pain;  
Longing to see the judgement thrones  
and Christ set there to reign.   

Awake, awake, thou arm that break,  
of old proud Rahabs' head,  
And of Lev'athan food didst make,  
for Saints, i'th' desert led.  
Now Babel's whore as Queen would ride,  
in bloody scarlet colour,  
O call from Wilderness thy bride,  
and hasten Babel's dolour.   

Then we Salvation to our God,  
and to the Lamb shall sing,  
For he alone the Winepresstrod,  
and shall our harvest bring.  
Before him righteousness shall tread,  
and follow him shall peace;  
To springs of joy his Lambs he'll lead,  
all pain, with sin shall cease.    

116 Hymn.  
2d. part of the Lamb's Victory.  

The Lamb's bride comes t' a nuptial feast,  
When God has judged both whore and beast.   
Rev. 19.7, 8, 9  

YE Saints hosannah's sing,  
behold here comes your King:  
Your faith may spy, your victory  
and healing under's wing.  
Now take triumphant palms,  
sing joyful hymns, and psalms,  
Your Pilate will these proud Seas still  
and cause eternal calms.   

Just vengeance Christ will take,  
for's Temple (people) sake,  
Strong is the Lord, and true's his word,  
Rome desolate he'd make.  
Then the Lamb's marked one's  
with him ascend to Thrones;  
Both Jew and Greek to him shall seek;  
Zion shall bear new Sons.   

Oh Saints awake arise  
(beautiful in God's eyes)  
Shake off your bands, with Sampsons' hands,  
resume your Liberties.  
For Christ took flesh that we  
no more might Captives be;  
His blood alone, purchased this throne,  
there with him sit shall we.   

Lord Jesus come away,  
we waiting for thee stay;  
If at thy feet, to sit be sweet,  
much more's thy throne; O Jah.    

117 Hymn.  

Whoso the Book of Providence reads,  
May ' dmire at these his noble deeds.   
Psalm 111.2, 5, 6.  

TO God that all things made,  
let's sing with heart and voice;  
heavens, Earth, proclaim their Maker's name,  
but Saints, much more rejoice.  
To him that by his word,  
all Creatures did produce,  
Whose holy will▪ all shall fulfil  
in order, ends and use.   

To him whose wisdom, power  
in all his works are shown,  
Which wondrous are, and all declare,  
that he is God alone.  
To him whose promise is  
a faithful word always,  
Nor ever shall one tittle fail  
that ever God did say.   

To them he meat hath given,  
that to his fear are bend;  
Whom once he takes, he ne'er forsakes  
minding his Covenant.  
Let him from Isles therefore,  
high songs of glory have,  
From Idol Rome, and Martyrdom,  
that wondrously doth save.   

Salvation to our God;  
and to the Lamb on high;  
Him set above, him praise and love,  
he wins the victory. Amen.    

118 Hymn.  

The just thus triumph over all,  
That hating hope to see their fall.   
On Psal. 37.12, 14, 32.  

THe Lord that loveth righteousness,  
will upright ones protect,  
Against their wiles, and practices  
that violence project.  
The wicked plots against the Life  
of just; (but it conceals,)  
Thierry lust conceived, (nigh birth, and rife)  
God with a blast reveals.   

The men of violence and deceit,  
and such as just men hate;  
Thou Lord! most wise, dost them defeat  
and wilt make desolate.  
That we being delivered free,  
from their hands that us hate,  
The fafe posessors then might be  
even of our enemy's gate.   

Lord cease the hate of wicked men,  
to those that Christ affect;  
Or o'er them rule; come once again,  
all to thy feet subject.  
When God the Earth with peace shall bless,  
the states with righteousness:  
When Tyrants cease meek to oppress▪  
than all shall Christ confess.   

Then mourners glorious garments wear  
of praise, when Christ will call,  
All nations 'fore him to appear:  
then God shall judge them all.    

119 Hymn.  

Changes below, shall all fulfil,  
Not man's, but God's most holy will.   

THe Lord most high doth sit above  
his Counsels wisdom are;  
To Saints he bears eternal love,  
why should we then despair?  
If wicked ones exalt their horn  
and prosper for a while;  
God eyes them with contempt and scorn;  
but will on's people smile.   

No waves, God's Ark, can e'er o'erflow,  
tho' they may foam and swell;  
They cannot past his Licence go,  
that in this Ship, doth dwell.  
This World is hurled about, and reels  
nothing can established 'bide,  
Till faith that Rock of ages feels,  
on him we may confide.   

The reins (tho' in the vilest hands)  
Christ sits above to sway,  
When he to turn about commands,  
all must his will obey.   

None's like the God of Jeshurun;  
riding in's excellence;  
(With healing in his wings;) a Sun;  
and Shield for our defence.  
Ride on, prosper, O mighty one!  
till all shall thee obey,  
To thee alone, belongs each Throne,  
Amen, to this we say.    

120 Hymn.  

All things shall roll, and reel, and shake,  
Till Christ comes all anew to make.   
Hag. 2.7. Ester 9.1.  

THe praise of Gods most holy name,  
Oh let us sing always,  
He is eternally the same,  
his mercy lasts for aye.  
That we are not consumed, it is  
because he changes never;  
I'th' burning bush, or deep abyss,  
his power preserves us ever.   

Our foes hate us with bitter wrath,  
(and hate us ever will,)  
Through grace, he that received us hath,  
and loved, will love us still.  
Lord, heaven and earth, sea and dry land,  
begin to reel and shake;  
That God deliverance may command,  
for his own Zion's sake,   

Come forth all people, and behold  
what turn God has wrought,  
His people to redeem; (of old,)  
that sold themselves for nought:  
Rahab he broke, for israel's sake  
proud Haman disappointed:  
Zions Messiahs right will take,  
for he's the Lord's anointed.   

Once more Lord shake, and overturn,  
by th' Reign o'th' little stone:  
That Saints may sing, and Babel mourn,  
and Christ be 'xalt'd alone.    

121 Hymn.  

This Hymn of praise, our Nation,  
Should sing for God's Salvation.   
Isaiah 24, 15, 16.  

YE People of the Isles abroad,  
God's fearful praises tell,  
'Tis he alone that's our own God,  
that saves from lowest Hell.  
Thou from the pit of human wrath  
in which water was none,  
(Like Joseph's) the afflicted hath  
plucked, by thy hand alone.   

From Hamans' fierce cruel devise  
from Spanish Inquisition,  
From Conscience Tyranny, (most wise  
Lord) be our safe Physician.  
From Nimrod's, Herod's, Absolon's  
insatiate Tyranny's:  
From Judas, Doeg's, Nero's Sons  
their crafts, and cruelty's.   

So we (Lord) saved by thine arm  
thy wisdom, grace, and strength,  
From Serpent's wiles, and Dragon's charm  
shall fear, praise thee at length.  
To thee we look for safety now,  
our help on thee shall stay,  
Oh King, do thou make all heads bow  
before thy feet, O Jah.    

122 Hymn.  

Where Christ in saving power dwells,  
That Land call it Immanuel's.   
Isaiah 8.8. Hab. 3.2.  

WHen God from Teman marched,  
'gainst Judah's adversary,  
In Palestine, was his design  
to place his Sanctuary.  
Heathen in wrath he thrashed,  
died red his Garments were,  
To israel's nation road for Salvation:  
because the Lord was there.   

There Zion's mount he chose  
his Tent in it to rear,  
All that invaded it were made,  
to feel the Lord was there.  
Like as for our two Isles,  
God did of old appear,  
So for ingrateful ones, of late,  
that mighty God was here.   

The wonders God has wrought,  
will show his Name is near,  
Happy our Lands, if God commands,  
Immane'l's throne, up here.  
That City, truly may  
be called the City of God,  
Where Christ on high, in's majesty,  
does reign, and make abode.   

With reverence to the Lamb,  
these Nations shall therefore  
Bow and adore, thy throne before;  
O Jah for evermore.    

123. Hymn.  

The soul traversing vales along,  
Out of its deeps Echoes this song.   
as Psal. 40.7. 130.1, 2.  

IN every state; O Lord!  
i'll tune my heart for praise;  
My sickness, health, poverty, wealth,  
life, death; thy glory raise.  
When men despise me most  
or curse; whom thou hast blest,  
If for thy name, I suffer shame;  
thy glor'on me shall rest.   

If poor, naked, and bare,  
(as Job) in Garments rend;  
My future bliss, true treasure is,  
with that my Soul's content.  
No honours here. i'll seek;  
nor hunt applause with men,  
A better state, I emulate,  
to be God's Citizen.   

My prison a Palace turns,  
my torments yield me ease;  
The Lion's Den, hot wrath of men,  
yield joy, comfort, and peace.  
When others much abound,  
for nothing i'll endeavour  
To spend my breath; and life to death,  
that I may praise thee, ever.    

124 Hymn.  

The soul, resigned in all affection,  
To Gods will yields entire subjection.   
2 Sam. 15.25, 26,  

THy holy and commanding will,  
Lord, let me know, and do:  
And all thy wise disposals still  
submit to undergo.  
Whole hecatombs of lusts here lies  
(once dear as my right eye)  
Them at thy feet i'll Sacrifice,  
and so to sin, will die.   

This glittering world (to some so dear  
with all its poison's's sweet,  
I neither want, nor love, nor fear,  
all lies dead under feet.  
My Isa'cks that so much content,  
(as pleasant pictures) gave,  
I am (with some a do) content  
that God (at's call) should have.   

The presence of thine Ark, I place  
and prize, next to my heaven;  
Yet if my Lord suspend his face,  
my hopes, and joys stand even.  
Yea Lord, if I must prostrate lie,  
to smiters, i'll endeavour,  
In silence meek, to yield my cheek,  
these deeps, shall praise thee ever.   

May I of God this one thing crave,  
i'll better joys ask none,  
Ere I descend my darksome grave,  
to see Christ set on's throne.    

125 Hymn.  

Trials as waves succeed, and roll  
But can't overwhelm the faithful soul.   
Psal. 42.5, 7. ult. Jona. 2.4.  

HElp Lord the deeps or'ewhelm my soul,  
in mi'ry clay i'm fast.  
I to my Rock, for shelter roll,  
till all my storms are past.   

The floods of wicked men, their voice,  
have lifted up on high;  
The Saints twixt hope and fear, they hoist,  
while Christ asleep doth lie.  
Satan's high tempting winds do roar,  
my faith's about to droop:  
Spying, nor Sun, nor Star, nor Shoar,  
I lose my Anchor-hope.   

But tho' my Lord retires, or walks  
on waves, (even like some spirit)  
My stormy Bark he boards; and talks:  
he'll all things put to right.  
That Ship where Christ steers at the helm,  
the Holy Spirit gives gales:  
No Winds or Waves, her overwhelm,  
God's promise (her Mast) ne'er fails.   

Oh when that little-ston's-Kingdom,  
grows to a Mountain-blessed;  
Gods tossed Barks to Anchor come  
within vail, safe, to rest.    

126 Hymn.  

The thankful soul desires always;  
In every thing to give God praise.   
Dan. 6.10. Phil. 3.1. 1 Thes. 5.16, 18.  

LOrd tune my heart always  
to sing thy lofty praise:  
Yea tho' in deeps, me low, thou keeps,  
for thence thou canst me raise.   

Thy hands at first me made,  
and ever since me stayed;  
When sunk beneath; that pit of death;  
thine arms were underlayed.  
When mercies we receive,  
its justice, praise to give;  
But O to sing's a comely thing,  
and joy, tho' all things grieve.   

Some Birds all night do sing,  
but only in the spring;  
My winter night, shall sparkle bright  
in hopes, i'll praises bring.  
Tho' Zion waist may lie,  
and Babel's Sons are high;  
The righteous shall behold their fall,  
standing that Red-Sea-by.   

Such joys, Lord may I gain,  
and such First-fruits obtain;  
My desert (even) shall look like heaven;  
my crown foretells my reign.    

127 Hymn.  

The Shepherd learns his young to go,  
And how they may their Father know,  
Of them his tender care to show.   
Psal. 8.2. Isai. 5.17. Hos. 11.3, 4.  

AS I the Fields o'th' wood did go,  
a Shepherd's voice, most sweet,  
I heard, and thought I did him know  
but feared; and fell at's feet.   

For's head and face, most awsome was,  
as though i'd seen a God,  
But sweet his words, (as Barnabas)  
in's hands I spied a rod.  
With this (said he) my flock shall be  
(and tender Lambs) all fed;  
With this such blows i'll give my foes;  
shall bruise the Dragon's head.   

I soon discerned my Shepherd's voice;  
he sooner, my condition;  
My heart through hopes began to rejoice,  
at's feet I made petition  
Lord me to health (when sick) restore;  
When lame, apply thy baulm,  
Led me, that I may stray no more,  
my swelling Seas, O calm.   

When God shall strength, by Babes ordain,  
avenging-foes to still,  
Lambs in fat, pastures, he'll maintain,  
and raign' o'er them he will.  
Fear not, O little flock! for know  
that 'tis your Father's pleasure,  
On you the Kingdom to bestow,  
and rich durable treasure.    

128 Hymn.  

Christ for his kids, fights a fierce duel,  
With Foxes, Wolves, and Lions cruel.   
Cant. 1.7. Psal. 9.16. Ezek. 34.12.  

AS I upon the Mountains high,  
(poor Kid alone) did creep,  
I heard an echo to the cry;  
the Shepherd's voice to's sheep.  
The Northside of the Mount did yell  
with howling beasts all day,  
Where Lions, Wolves, and Foxes dwell;  
and hunt for Nimrods' prey.   

On tother side the mount I found,  
two little flocks of Kids;  
Feeding their Shepherd's Tents a round:  
Christ standing them amidst.  
Then I to him aloud, cried out.  
Lord shield thy Lambs from harm;  
Prevent these beasts that range about:  
thy flocks against them arm.   

His grant he soon to me dispached,  
(good news comes soft as oil)  
These Beasts are watched, and shall be catched,  
in their own net, and toil.  
No Lion on my Lambs shall roar,  
nor evening Wolves devour:  
Foxes shall lay their plots no more;  
i'll shield them, by my power.   

Thou Lord alone, thyself makest known,  
just judgements to display,  
When th' wickeds bands, snare their own hands,  
Higgaijon (sing) Selah.    

129 Hymn.  

Christ visiting his Lambs, most tender,  
Doth arm himself, as their defender.   
as Mic. 2.12. 5.5, 8, 9 Zacr. 10.3, 4.  

O all ye Lambs of God,  
that to your King belong;  
See what a tender, and strong defender,  
your Shepherd's to his young.  
His blood for them he shed,  
will he deny them bread?  
Shall God dear buy, and men destroy  
that flock, o'er whom he's head?   

Do Wolves and Lions roar?  
(tho' fierce) they are his Cattle;  
These all he'll take; but you will make  
like's goodly Horse, for battle.  
Your Lord first from above,  
you visited, in's love,  
And surely when he comes again,  
to dens these all remove.   

Then fear not converts young,  
to Zion that belong,  
For judgement shall your foes be full,  
but you shall have a song,   

Both North, and South, shall sing  
in hope; for Zions' King  
Will search for guilt of blood, long spilt,  
and lore each lofty thing.  
The Lamb shall sit alone  
to judge on Zions' throne,  
And reign in peace, truth, righteousness,  
and t' hear his prisoners groan.    

130 Hymn.  

The Shepherd's rod commands subjection,  
The flock (tho' under sore correction)  
Yields sacrifice in hot affection.   
Psal. 23.4, 5. Ezek: 20.37.  

AS I among the flocks of God,  
did walk; I heard a noise,  
Like crying, caused by a sharp rod;  
yet't made my soul rejoice.  
One cried, my soul (Lord) weary is,  
because of murderers,  
Another sight for what's amiss,  
and 'cause our hope deferrs:   

Some said we're for thy sake, all day  
(Lord) to be slain, designed,  
The rest to beasts are made a prey,  
(yet to Gods will resigned.)  
This sad, O where's our Shepherd gone:  
that used t' be us among;  
And that did (sighing) drop this groan,  
But thou O Lord how long?   

Why art it from us, absent so long,  
as weary of thy flock?  
In justice Lord avenge our wrong;  
for thou 'rt our anchor's rock.  
At last one (David-like) was born,  
riding on's Cherubin,  
(Priest like) on's side, th' writer's inkhorn,  
all th' Angels worshipped him:   

His awful head, all Crowns did wear,  
the rocks before him break:  
All th' Elects names, on's breast did bear,  
and thus (King like) he spoke.    

(2d. part.) 131 Hymn.  

The Lord to Christ this purpose swore,  
That he who our transgressions bare;  
Should thus, for us himself declare.   
(personating Christ) as Matth. 11.28.  

TO me all power doth now belong;  
my lambs rejoice and sing,  
My scattered flocks I dwell among  
your Prophet, Priest, and King.  
I made myself a sacrifice,  
your peace so to obtain:  
And to fulfil the prophecies,  
now only King i'll reign.   

Your foes before you i'll subdue,  
and plague all that me hate,  
But keep with you my covenant true,  
blest all on me that wait.  
Do Gebal, Ammon, Amalek,  
against my flock conspire:  
Their plots, and hairy scalps, i'll break,  
and vex them in mine ire.   

For I to purchase you have bled,  
by that dear price, ye're mine;  
And for your sake, will interceded,  
to complete my design.  
Thus every knee, shall bow to me,  
by force, or free accord;  
Each eye shall see the majesty,  
and judgement of the Lord,   

This tidings told, I could not hold,  
but heart, and tongue, must raise,  
And to the lamb bowing, made bold  
to lisp, and sing his praise.    

(3d. part.) 132 Hymn.  

God's Flocks now sing their songs to him,  
That did to God, their souls redeem,  
Their Shepherd, worthy ' f all esteem.   
Revel. 4.11,— 5.9, 12, 13, 14. v.  

OH Shepherd of God's flock,  
thou only worthy art  
That we always, should sound thy praise,  
in life, in lip, and heart.  
As lost Sheep were we all,  
straying now here, now there  
Thou Lord on him, laidst all our sin,  
he paided in's blood, most dear.   

What e'er God promised,  
he'll certainly complete:  
When all is done; all foes are gone,  
than Saints ascend his seat.  
Ye Angels, Cherubs all  
adjoin with Seraphim,  
Unite your votes, extend your notes  
in loudest praise of him.   

To him that was that lamb,  
(God's sacrifice of old,)  
He that was slain shall shortly reign,  
the keeper of God's fold.  
To him whose watchful eyes,  
mischiefs, and spite espies.  
That will with right judgement requite  
men's haughty'st majesties.   

To Angel's praises then,  
join Saints, and Sons of men,  
Hosannah's loud, raise to the cloud,  
sing praises, do't again.    

133 Hymn.  

Elders, and Witnesses each one,  
Fall down before the Lambs high throne,  
And sound his praise themselves alone,   
Apoc. 7.9, 11, 14, 17. chap. 8.1.  

AS I before the lamb's high throne,  
(with songs and palms) did stand,  
Among that multitude stood one,  
that silence did command.   

Then (bowing) I obeisance paid,  
(all th' Elders did the same)  
Their four and twenty Crowns all laid  
at'th ' footstool of the lamb.  
One of those Elders (for the rest)  
his strict enquiry made,  
What is this multitude (so blest,)  
with Palms? one spoke, and said.   

From tribulation great these came,  
their robes 've washed white,  
And purified i'th' blood of th' lamb,  
made (thus) just in God's sight.  
Martyrs (with Witnesses) now make  
their loud appeal, and true;  
How long Lord ere thou ' l vengeance take  
and give that beast his due?   

When shall dry bones revive again,  
and sing that sleep in th' dust?  
Then Zion's King in's glory will reign,  
(the Islands hope, and trust.)  
Now sing, for now th' ambush is fixed,  
(and God has hid the gin)  
That our reward, their vengeance, (mixed)  
with joy will soon bring in.    

134 Hymn.  

Thy mercy's loads, and multitudes,  
My soul in praises thus includes.   
As Psal. 68.19. 136.1. ult. 150.2, 3, 6. (in above 20 benefits.)  

YE heavens sing praises to the Lord,  
let Saints their blessings bring,  
Let th' earth his benefits all record,  
yea praise him every thing.  
Praise him for is old electing love,  
and Christ's redemption-blood,  
His spirit, and grace, that from above,  
reigned Manna, for our food.   

Him praise, whose pour did all create,  
and providence them maintain;  
And will renew their lapsed state;  
that Christ o'er all, may reign.  
For light, and peace, and health, oh do  
(for day and night) him praise;  
For comforts, yea and crosses too;  
for good, or evil days.   

For faith, and patience, joy likewise,  
in God, let's sing and boast,  
Who causes grace, in's exercise,  
triumph i'th' Holy Ghost.  
Him bless that plots, and plotters all  
doth wondrously detect;  
Causing those wrongs on them to fall,  
that they meant, for th' Elect.   

Now comes our King, Zion's his throne,  
to th' whore he'll vengeance pay,  
His flock shall sit, and sing each one,  
praise him: hallelujah.    

135 Hymn.  

This instrument of seven strings  
(In parts,) on our Salvation sings:  
And joy to souls and Islands brings.   

SIng to the Lord ye Saints  
a new triumphant Song,  
Let Isles abroad know that to God  
Salvation doth belong.  
From Dragon, beast and whore,  
from pits of desolation;  
That gaped each hour, us to devour,  
he wrought so great Salvation   

For his unworthy flock  
(a poor, and peeled Nations)  
So has our God in's, Chariot road  
for sinful ones Salvation.  
No merit was in us,  
nor price of ours it bought,  
For God (if he will work) is free:  
Salvation gives, for nought.   

If means a wanting be,  
he (by divine creation,  
With or without) can bring about  
himself, decreed Salvation.  
Lord thy design and end  
on us let grace obtain,  
(When judgements done) O let thy Son  
by our Salvation, reign.   

Then songs of praise, will we  
join with Rome's Lamentations:  
And palms will bear, for Christ shall wear.  
the Crown of our Salvation.    

136 Hymn.  

Herein the Isles wait, and petition  
Jesus to be King, and Physician.   
As in Psal. 72.15. and 106.4, 5.  

LOrd let thy Son his Kingdom come,  
for which our Isles do wait,  
For when his throne obtains its room  
'twill cure both Church and state.  
The good of those that thou hast choose,  
Lord grant our eyes may see;  
That we before thee, may joy, and glory,  
with these thy heritage be.   

Hark to the groans, and piteous moans,  
of all that suffer wrong,  
Thy throne inherit, quiet thy spirit;  
in those that cry, how long!  
Then mounts to's throne that mighty one;  
with righteousness begirt,  
O'er Isles that head, shall princes lead;  
or tread, like mortar-dirt.   

Religion then, with righteous men,  
shall be no more oppressed,  
The Mytres horns, the vulgar scorns;  
the whole creations blest.  
Then Psalms shall be, Lord sung to thee,  
Salvation to the lamb;  
To Saints increase of joy, and peace;  
to foes eternal shame.    

137 Hymn.  

Here's prayer for Zions' joy and peace,  
That wickeds rage for ay, may cease.   
As Psal. 7.1, 2, 6, 9 and 122.6, 7.  

LOrd quell the rage of wicked men,  
their Counsels countermine:  
Relieve thy daniel's from their den;  
and once more save thy Vine.  
For they not against us, but thee,  
this crafty Council took;  
Upon their rage, and villainy,  
Lord (through this cloud) O look.   

Be thou a shield, us to defend,  
when they our flesh would eat  
Help from thy Sanctuary send,  
and mind our low estate.  
No confidence in men we place,  
nor yet in Princes high,  
Now mortals can't relieve our case,  
their promise proves a lie.   

But God has said, no weapon made,  
prospers against the just  
Their Swords shall their own breasts invade,  
at Zions' shield that thrust,  
Shortly the Kingdoms of this world,  
to Christ our Lord shall turn;  
The beast in a deep pit be hurled,  
and Babel-Rome shall burn.   

The Lambs most holy war's at hand;  
which victory attends:  
And triumph, (in Emanuels' Land,)  
with hallelujahs ends.    

138 Hymn.  

To Christ our well beloved, this song,  
Of's fruitful Vineyard: does belong.   
(as Isai. 5.1, 5.— and Psal. 80. &c)  

YE Sons of men, in Nations all,  
this parable, attend,  
You Zions' Sons, obey this call,  
to th' Shepherd's voice, now bend.  
There is on earth a noble Vine,  
planted within our Isle,  
That shall e'er long in beauty shine▪  
for God will on it smile,   

By nature it was wild at first,  
sprung off a stock most base.  
Of Trees (for fruit, and use,) the worst,  
till it transplanted was.   

At last, the Lords electing love,  
of wild did make it tame:  
Into th' true Vine, did it remove,  
thus fruitful it became.  
Its branches, o'er the wall are spread  
its leaves (in winter) green,  
Its Clusters full of wine (most red)  
a sight, fair to be seen,   

And shall the Lord its fence destroy?  
(who watches it each hour.)  
Or let the Foxes it ' annoy,  
the grapes thereof devour?  
Oh no! his Vine, he'll visit again,  
destroy both Fox, and Boar:  
From violence he'll its peace maintain;  
reign in't, for evermore.    

139 Hymn.  

God hears Saints prayers, and so has brought,  
Plotters conspiracies, to naught.   
Psal. 83.3, 10. (as Psal. 37.12, 13; 32, 33. v.)  

THe righteous unto God do cry,  
his ears to them inclines,  
Defeats all vile conspiracy,  
that crafty men design.  
For they against the just are bend,  
and crafty Council take,  
And Midians Princes do consent;  
Lord like a wheel them make.   

The Dukes of Am'leck, Edom's stock,  
(with five Philistim Lords)  
Consult against thine hidden flock,  
and these (Lord) are their words:  
The name of Isra'l now we'll raze,  
their memory we'll devour,  
The houses fair, of God deface;  
and these two Isles make our.   

Lord rise, them see, and disappoint  
their tongues O Lord divide;  
Some Saviour's (Gideon-like) anoint,  
and all their crafts deride.  
That man may know thy power is high  
in all the earth abroad;  
May hear, and fear thy Majesty;  
for thou alone art God.    

140 Hymn.  

The Lord in wisdom plots defeats  
That justice may fulfil his threats.   
Psal. 7.13, 14, 15, 16. and Psal. 9.16.  

THy wisdom Lord is deep,  
thy might who dare withstand,  
Thy wonders are beyond compare,  
when thou lifts up thy hand.  
Associate ye yourselves,  
combine; together stand;  
Consult again, but all's in vain,  
against Immanuels Land.   

For God has firmly sworn,  
(his hand laid on his throne)  
Eternal war, he will prepare,  
For's Son who sits thereon,  
He that so deep a pit,  
To catch his Brother delves,  
Both he, and all his part'ners' fall  
and in it sink themselves.   

Thus God does wrongs repay,  
vengeance retaliate,  
No majesty was e'er too high  
but he above them sat.  
Oh then let's sing thy praise,  
whose works so wondrous be;  
Ye saved flock, extol your rock,  
to him for safety flee.   
Exod. 18.9, 10, 11.   

141 Hymn.  
For Zion worshipping in Babylon.  
(after the 102 Psal.) v. 13.  

HOw many Lord are the complaints,  
of Zions Children dear,  
How long shall Saints endure restraints  
that worship in thy fear?  
We see no signs (in our dark times)  
of an approaching good:  
Rome's whore still climbs to higher crimes,  
threatening more guilt and blood.   

Thy holy worship men pollute  
and Sanctuaries tread;  
With feet of bruits, because it suits  
unto that ten horned head.  
But yet our God will rise at last  
and mercy wilt extend,  
To Zion thou wilt favour show  
when time foreset does end.   

For in her stones thy holy ones  
secret delight do take  
And therefore must pity her dust,  
till God her breach up make.  
Then shall the Jew and Gentile too,  
the true Messiah 'dore,  
The Nations all him worship shall,  
and praise for evermore.    

142 Hymn.  
An hymn of Consolation for Zions mourners.  

COmfort yourselves, ye mourners all  
to Zion that belong,  
Shake off your bands, hark to this call,  
arise, sing a new song.  
You that are Children of the day,  
and yet in darkness sit,  
Your cloudy shadows fly away,  
day spring will soon you visit.   

For you have indignation born  
from God, and men likewise;  
But now your comforts all, return,  
your Sun will quickly rise.  
Hark how the Nations rush and rage,  
for God their fury, hath  
In mercy, now begun t' assuage,  
and from us turns his wrath.   

A banner of safety and love;  
he for his truth displays,  
And upon Zions Hill above  
her King, his Sceptre sways.  
O than ye in the Isles that dwell,  
wait yet a little while,  
In faith do but this storm, repel,  
and so your heavens shall smile.   

All signs (Lord) of thy burning wrath,  
in favour take away;  
In pleasant streams, us cool and bathe.  
Amen. hallelujah.    

143 Hymn.  

Of Christ news, by a new star came,  
May ned we still expect the same;  
God will by them his Son proclaim.   
As Job 38.7. Psal. 19.2, 3.  

THy glory Lord the Heaven on high  
and firmament declares,  
Yea all their hosts thee magnify,  
consorting with the stars.  
The brightness, number, influence,  
of starry-skies proclaim  
Their Maker's skill and excellence,  
that gives them all their name.   

Sometimes (for God) they battles fight,  
and (in their course) declare,  
The deaths, and woes, of men of might  
that great oppressors are.  
At first creation, then behold!  
these Sons of God all sing,  
A new star Christ to th' wise men told  
born to the Jews a King.   

Such new and dreadful sights portend  
what shall this world affright:  
When Jesus shall again descend,  
to judge, and save th' upright.  
Thou star of Jacob; rise, appear,  
come bright and morning star;  
Irradiate our dark hemisphere,  
O ben't so long, so far.   

Thy rising brings Britain's day spring,  
and frights Herodians proud;  
hen Sons of God again shall sing,  
Lord haste, shine through our cloud.    

144 Hymn.  

When once God's terrible acts are past,  
Things gratefuller obtain at last.   
as Psal. 65.8. and 102.13, 19.22. 1st. part.  

WHen God his people's prayer shall hear,  
both Heaven and Earth shall shake,  
Sinners in Zions' trembling fear,  
yea Moseses shall quake.  
Mountain's shall pass, and Hills will hop,  
Fountains and Floods be dried,  
Foundations shake and Head shall drop,  
and from them Crowns will glide.   

That Comet God, shakes a rod,  
threatening to make us weep;  
'Twas formed (brush-like) as sent of God;  
both World and Church to sweep.  
But when these dire effects of fire,  
of Famine, Plague, and War,  
Shall issue, in Nations desire  
then shines that Morning Star.   

His beams shall every thing revive,  
his rod shall blossom still;  
His humble ones, he'll save alive,  
his Sword vile rebels kill.  
One star at's first appearance shone  
with light, and influence:  
Now may we give him, on's new throne,  
o'er all, pre-eminence.   

Did these wise men so much rejoice  
seeing that star again,  
O what a sweet melodious voice?  
sounds at's eternal reign?    

145 Hymn.  

The Spouses beauty in Christ's sight,  
Commended is with great delight.   
Ps. 45.10.— 14. Isai. 60.13.45. Apo. 19.7  

LOrd I an Ethiopian was,  
fallen, and born in sin;  
Till thou (in pity) by did pass  
and love, so didst begin.  
Sin and affliction, made me foul,  
to woe, and wrath, exposed;  
Till Jesus Oil and Wine, my soul  
poured in, my wounds to close.   

His robe of righteousness he spread  
(so expiating guilt;)  
He clad and fed me, crowned my head,  
than washed me from my filth.  
Whilst I admired thus at his love,  
(his kindness shamed me:)  
He further, for a time did move,  
when I espoused should be.   

A day wherein his love, my joy  
he shortly would complete:  
When Angels should their hymns employ,  
to 'dore his glorious seat.   

When darkness, distance, pain all cease,  
with sin and sinners too:  
All th' Enemies of Zions' peace,  
he'll utterly undo.  
God will (at noon) rest in his love:  
at night that rest shall ease us;  
And we all Shepherd's Tents above,  
shall reign with Royal-Jesus.    

146 Hymn.  

Daughters of Zion, go forth, and come away,  
To see your Sol'mon crowned that joyous day.   
Cant. 3.11.  

ALL ye that Zion's Daughters be,  
Go forth to meet your King  
That Crown, his Mother gave him; see;  
at's Marriage: with him sing.  
In Sol'mons' reign at once did dwell  
both wisdom, wealth, and peace:  
So Christ (that Type) will far excel:  
In's , all wars shall cease  
At th' entrance of his blessed reign,  
the Harlot's judge will he.   

And all the Kings, have with them lain,  
with Harlots, doomed shall be.  
A black afflicted Sun-burned bride  
from Egypt, he'll espouse,  
Her he'll adorn: for her provide,  
his second glorious house.   

In's reign the desolate Isles shall joy,  
and poor in every Nation;  
Those that destroyed the Earth, he'll 'stroy,  
with final desolation.  
The Virgins forth with him shall go,  
with Oil their Lamps shall trim,  
Angels above, with Saints below,  
in Songs extolling him.   

Sing hallelujahs 'fore his face,  
for now he comes to reign;  
Proclaim before him, cry grace, grace:  
thrice hallelujah 'gain.    

147 Hymn.  

For one thing Lord to thee I call,  
And that (obtained) indeed is all.   
as Psal. 27.134.  

LOrd I but one thing of thee crave,  
and that's my whole desire;  
Sight of thy beauty let me have,  
and in thy house inquire.  
For I from Mountain unto Hill,  
have wand'red up and down,  
If Christ (my Shepherd) hear me will,  
his face, my wish, shall Crown.   

The footsteps where his flock have gone,  
I readily would trace,  
For Lambs they should not be alone,  
but Lord i'd see thy face.  
For thou in troublous time will't me  
(as in Pavilion) hid,  
Thy presence, shall my conduct be,  
thy Lamp shall be my guide.   

And tho' I often walk i'th' dark,  
thou Lord my light shalt be;  
The Land o'th' upright is my mark,  
there God I hope to see  
My Anchor faith, and patience, cast,  
my sails of love I spread;  
O breath on them, a prosperous blast,  
to th' haven of rest to lead.   

Lord feed, and guide, protect thy flock,  
thy King on's throne, advance;  
When storms approach, be thou a Rock  
for thine Inheritance. Amen.    

148 Hymn.  

Christ's tender Kids and Lambs are fed,  
And by clear springs of waters led.   
Isa. 40.11, 12.  

LOrd here I am, thy tender Lamb,  
depending on thy care,  
Grant some relief to ease my grief;  
see what my aylments are.  
I cry and say, Oh who will lay  
my mouth close to the breast,  
Where Milk sincere, my soul may cheer,  
to yield both strength and rest.   

If I repair to folds that are,  
my Shepherd's flocks reputed,  
(If Christ be gone) right food i've none  
that to my hunger's suited.  
Thy flesh and blood 's my only food  
for I by this may grow;  
(Of weak and young) both tall and strong,  
and may my Father know.   

Lord I a lamb too tender am,  
with Satan 'lone to fight,  
Yet by that name of Gods own lamb,  
that Lion's put to flight.  
And shall the power of dogs devour,  
his tender Kids so young:  
No! Christ has said, his flocks he'll lead,  
his water-springs along.   

Lord feed thy Lambs, entangle Rams  
whose horns so push, and slay;  
Ascend thy throne, defend thy own,  
Oh judge and reign for aye.    

149 Hymn.  

God's time is short and fixed, when  
Our tempter shall be bound and then  
Shall cease the rage of wicked men.   
as Psal. 7.6, 9, 15, 16, 17.  

A blessed day doth hasten on,  
of joy and consolation;  
When violence and fury's gone  
and Satan's fierce temptation.  
Six thousand years this Serpent hath  
besieged beleivers for't:  
And now far greater is his wrath  
knowing that's time is short   

No age nor sex of Saints are free  
from's darts (of every sort,)  
But Christ has wun's the victory,  
and made his time, but short.  
Zion has travelled long in pain:  
shall now that birth abort?  
Christ o'ver Nations all shall reign,  
for Satan's time is short.   

The conquest of the Lamb's begun,  
which comfort does import;  
The Captain's gone, his Armies run,  
and now their time is short.  
Sing on the heights of Zion, all  
ye followers of the Lamb,  
All, that against you arm, shall fall;  
praise ye his holy name. Apoc. 14.1, 2. hallelujah.    

150 Hymn.  

Saint's best Apolo'gy herein lies,  
'Gainst Satan's darts, and calumnies:  
The Lamb's blood, and their innocencies.   
(Ezra 4 6, 12, 15, Apoc. 12.10.)  

O Lord our righteous judge that art;  
null Satan's accusation:  
Plead thou our right, and heal the smart  
of's poysonful temptation.  
See how he stands at our right hands,  
if we do ' proach thy throne;  
But thou'rt defence, for innocence  
against this wicked one.   

If we God's Children are, he'll doubt,  
and makes us questioned too;  
Lord prove thy love, his dart pull out,  
that would our hopes undo.  
But thoes' intent, and wiles are bend,  
the innocent to blame:  
Let them conspire (be't Sword, or Fire,)  
God turns it to their shame.   

 long th' accuser shall be bound,  
(Christ has prepared his chain:)  
Whose sword, his enemy's head will wound,  
that Christ alone may reign.  
Uprightness then, with Sons of men,  
in much repute is had;  
And every tongue, God's Sons did wrong  
with shame and horrour's clad.   

The Lord prepares for plotters snares,  
that on their heads shall rain;  
And for th' upright, a shining light,  
when Jesus comes again.    

151 Hymn.  
On occasion of that Fire in Breadstreet.  

Here let's condole others distress,  
And for escapes, our thanks express.   
Isai. 24.15. Psal. 79, 1, 2, 5, 7.  

O Lord how dreadful is thine ire,  
where is the cause, what sins?  
Did kindle first so dreadful fire?  
for thence our woes begin.  
Thine anger may alone suffice,  
of which who knows the power?  
Oh leave us not t' our enemies  
they'll body ' and soul devour.   

Whether our flames come from thy hand,  
or by malicious spite:  
Lord search and make us understand;  
revenge, and do us right.  
By melting Lord, us purify,  
that we may better grow,  
And Lord sit by when thou dost try,  
that nought but dross may go.   

In fires we do thee glorify;  
may Christ there with us rest;  
A Phoenix thence shall rise, and fly,  
and Isles with it be blest.   

The Lord that chose us, plucked us out,  
as brands from many a flame;  
Will still us wall (as fire) about,  
blessed be his glorious name.  
But from these flames shall sparks arise,  
proud Babel to devour;  
That Christ (when Rome in ashes lies)  
may reign, in glory ' and power.    

152 Hymn.  

O blessed are all at peace with God;  
When wars do alarum us abroad.   
Ps. 46.9. Matth. 24.6, 7, 20, 21, 32.  

O mighty Lord of Hosts,  
the Lord of peace and war:  
When thou in wrath, thy sword dost bathe;  
in mercy us prepare.  
Thy judgements threaten our Land,  
we see few signs of good;  
Our crying crimes make perilous times,  
deserving showers of blood.   

Yet some our sins lament  
desiring terms of peace;  
And righteous laws, that God may cause  
his anger towards us cease.  
Or when thy Sword is drawn  
O Lord! with it debate;  
And stay thy hand: but give command,  
the whore to desolate.   

Thy controversy great  
O Lord plead and decide;  
For Treachery and Cruelty,  
of Rome to th' lamb, and bride.  
In great disdain, and scorn  
ten horns against her turn:  
Then for that whore, (naked, and poor)  
her paramours shall mourn.   

All wars than end in peace  
the earth from curse is free;  
And in their King the Saints shall sing,  
days of Eternity. Amen.    

153 Hymn.  
The Comfort of true Worship.  
Psal. 68.1, 2.  

LEt God arise his enemies  
scatter and waste away,  
Such is their fate that Zion hate  
like smoke they must decay.  
At thy rebuke and presence great  
the wicked pass with noise,  
The righteous still before thy seat  
in heart and lip rejoice.   

For tho' the Nations rush and rage,  
and swell as waters great,  
Their force will jacob's God assuage,  
for Zion is his seat.  
This burdensome and chosen stone  
so weighty God does make,  
That great and small on it that fall,  
perish for Zions sake.   

No weapon shall prosper at all,  
no Council, Tongue, or might,  
'Gainst Christ's elect, can take effect,  
when in his Temple bright.  
Christ will appear why should we fear,  
his angels are our host:  
Tears, blood and prayer, our weapons are;  
our hopes cannot be lost.    

154 Hymn. This (and one more) given Mrs. J. H. on the death of their Son T. H.  

When God for child, or friend does call,  
His will must still our murmur all.   
Levit. 10.6. Psal. 39.9,— 11.  

O thou Immortal one!  
issues to thee belong  
From cruel death, and deeps beneath,  
God of Salvation!  
Who can thy wrath abide?  
when thou for sin dost chide,  
Beauties' decay, youth fades away,  
if thou thy face wilt hid.   

Children are vanity,  
whether they live or die,  
Alive they are a certain care,  
dead comforts, by and by.  
The more they steal our love,  
our Lord gets less above,  
This does provoke Gods by a stroke  
our Idols to remove.   

Thy sovereign hand, therefore,  
and will let's all adore,  
(Like A'ron) now in silence, vow  
to overlove no more.  
Now hopes for time i've none,  
near friends before are gone,  
Faith's victory to sing, and see,  
i'll long before thy throne.    

155 Hymn.  
Wishes in a Letter to Mrs. S. W. at Theobalds': (being many years bedrid.)  

That being not hungry nor hardly bestead,  
To fresh springs of solace your soul may be led:  
And being not once discouraged i'th' way  
As Isr'el of old, in their wilderness day,  
Your soul may from strength, to full strength attain,  
And so Zion mount at last you may gain.   

I truly wish that you may fish,  
in sanctuary streams,  
But yet your eye may still espy,  
in them celestial beams.  
That by those beams and crystal streams,  
that from above descend,  
Your soul may lighten, and faith may heighten,  
and persevere to th' end.   

And tho' I know your body's low,  
and nature sore declined,  
Yet when your Lord speaks but the word,  
you'll not be left behind.  
For you shall strait on Zion height,  
mount up and so shall sing,  
Your songs of love to him above,  
your everlasting King.   

Oh then rejoice, hark, 'tis the voice  
of him that's at the door,  
Who calls, my love, my darling dove,  
come now thou'dst weep no more.  
Adieu old World, confusedly hurled,  
devoted to the fire,  
God's word's most true; all shall be new,  
and let my soul expire.   

My ripest plants God's sweetest Saints,  
are slipped away before,  
And I forlorn with griefs am torn,  
O let me stay no more.    

156 Hymn.  

Thus (sick) the soul to God did mourn,  
And (healed) its praise did so return.   
(according to Isai. 38.10,— 20.)  

LOrd though thy stroke me sick did make  
yet did thy hand me raise;  
This cup of saving health i'll take  
and render songs of praise.  
I said if now my days expire  
what comfort shall I have!  
When expectation with desire,  
lie buried in the grave;   

My days have full of darkness been,  
my sickness sorrow ' and wrath;  
For peace; my sin, hath bitter been,  
yet God revived me hath.  
The sentence I of death received,  
(subscribing 'twas most just,)  
The execution grace reprieved,  
that I in God might trust.   

My moan, was like a Crane, or Dove  
for I was sore oppressed,  
God undertook, my sin t' remove,  
that gave my soul true rest.  
The Lord was ready me to save,  
renewed my youth, and days,  
Gave issues joyful from the grave,  
we'll therefore sing his praise, Amen hallelujah.    

157 Hymn.  

This second Hymn of praise they have,  
That God has rescued from the grave.   
Psal. 6.3.— 6.— 41, 1, 2, 3. 39.4, 5, 10, 11, 13.  

LOrd when thy hand on me,  
did lay this sharp correction,  
This was my prayer my vow, and care  
to yield thee all subjection.  
My life, and usefulness  
and times, are in thy hand,  
I'll yield them all up at thy call,  
when thou shalt me command.   

Thou didst me spare a while  
my life, and strength restore,  
Thou didst me save from power o'th' grave  
and now i'll thee adore.  
What shall I render Lord  
or what return to thee?  
My life, and health, my goods and wealth,  
shall now devoted be.   

My Lord Physician was  
did visit at my call;  
My heart from fears, my eye from tears,  
he saved, and feet from fall.  
Oh Lord who's like to thee?  
now all my bones, shall say;  
My vows in sight, of the upright,  
to God, I freely pay. (See Ps. 116.3, 4, 12, 15, 16, 18.)    

158 Hymn.  

Tho' Satan leads into temptation,  
Rebuke him Lord, be our Salvation.   
See Zacr. 3.1, 2, 3. Matth. 6.13.  

LOrd from th' old Serpent save  
his subtlety, and power,  
For by his wiles, souls he beguiles,  
seeking them to devour.  
No fence but thine there is  
against an unseen foe:  
To thee we cry, O King most high,  
that dost his crafts foreknow.   

Sometimes he tempts to pride  
to lust, or Heresy,  
And oft will stand at our right hand,  
when unto God we fly.  
But Lord us from him shield,  
rebuke him by thy word,  
Thy faith shall be our victory  
thy spirit our Shield and Sword.   

Tho' he the first man slew,  
and may a David foil;  
This victory is Christ's, for he  
his crafts and works does spoil.  
He once from Heaven was cast,  
and down to earth was fling;  
O bind in's chain, that we again  
may sing, that erst were stung.   

For when our God of peace,  
has trod this Dragon down,  
His rage shall cease, Saints live in peace,  
and Jesus wear the Crown.   
Rom. 16.20.   

159 Hymn.  

God's works are from the first Creation,  
Saint's joy, their song; their meditation.   
Ps. 92.4, 5. 103.22. 104.31.  

THy works O Lord are great,  
in wisdom they exceed:  
Decree, Creation, and Preservation;  
to be admired indeed.  
How powerful was thy word?  
that all these did create,  
And when our Lord descends, that word  
must all annihilate.   

But heavens, when I consider,  
which thou alone canst span,  
Light'ning and thunder; how do I wonder,  
and cry, Lord what is man?  
Yea Lord what's fallen man?  
of him why mindful arted?  
That Moon and Stars, serve monitors,  
of what's sinner's desert?   

What signs or fearful sights  
the Lord in heaven does fix,  
All work for good; in famine, food:  
in wrath, he'll mercy mix.  
As God on israels doors,  
his mark of safety, gave,  
And reigned on them a Bedlam,  
us (in like case) he'll save,   

When vengeance-work is past,  
and Gods dread fury's o'er:  
Then sing your Psalms, and bear you palms;  
Zion shall weep, no more.    

160 Hymn.  

Good tidings of our Lord's Salvation  
Brings joy and peace, to every nation.   
(as Ps. 53.6. 67.2, 3.— 6, 7.)  

WHen God Salvation had decreed  
for's captives to effect;  
In chariots he road out (for speed)  
redeemings own elect.  
His wheels a path for him did pave  
Red Sea and Jordan too  
Free passage gave; but turned a grave  
for those did them pursue.   

Before him melted mountains great,  
the Elements made a noise,  
Rocks honey sweet, and oil did sweat;  
here, let's in him rejoice.  
When God will work, who shall withstand?  
or save? what shall demur?  
For his command (or mighty hand)  
makes all lets to concur.   

Jehovah is a man of war,  
his hosts all creatures be  
His angels are (yea every star)  
engaged for's victory.  
With vestures red the grapes he'll tread;  
so with a shout ascends;  
Man's wrath is done, when God's begun:  
this scene, God's vyals' ends.    

161 Hymn.  

After the night so dark, so long  
That morning star will bring a song.   
Ps. 97.11. Cant. 2.11, 12. Mica. 7.9, 10.  

HOw long Lord will our darkness last?  
(our grief prolonging night,)  
When will our winter nights be passed?  
when shines our morning bright?  
Long since, our day fled fast away,  
our souls (like blind men) grope  
Seeking for light, but lo the night  
soon overclouds our hope.   

Oh where is he it promised to bring  
the poor and blind by th' way,  
Make darkness light, the dumb to sing,  
turn shade of death, to ' day,  
We still complain, clouds after rain  
oft make our hopes forelorn:  
Yet is not far our morning star,  
our daylight shall return.   

Then Zion that in darkness sits  
(her tears upon her cheeks)  
Shall shine, when God her sin remits,  
and day spring on her breaks.  
Rejoice not then ye wicked men,  
for God resists the proud:  
To Gods upright is sown a light  
morning without a cloud.   

If Skies do louvre, our King has power  
o'er waves to tread his way:  
he'll soon appear, cast anchor here,  
look up and hope for day.   
(see Luk. 1.78. Acts 27.27.)   

162 Hymn.  

When in dark wilderness we walk,  
God then to us doth kindly talk.   
(Isa. 35.1, 2, 6. 51.3. Hose. 2.14.)  

LOrd i'm i'th' wilderness,  
afraid to lose my way,  
Let thy command, me to that land  
of uprightness convey.  
My desert's that of sin,  
there wandering, I am faint;  
May I with ' bread of God be fed,  
and with the rock acquaint.   

When for my murmuring;  
hot Serpents oft me sting,  
If faith can spy my Lord on high,  
healing is in his wing.  
When thirst does scorch my soul,  
my spring below, all gone.  
Christ with a dew, strength does renew  
then singing, I pass on.   

I'th' vale of Bacha deep;  
each step on't drops a tear,  
While hope's delayed; my heart is stayed,  
in Zion to appear.  
And tho' my way be rough,  
and doubts o'er cloud my eyes,  
My wilderness like Eden is;  
and smells like Paradise.   

My soul on Pisgah mount,  
look o'er; these first fruits taste,  
Go not aside, and Jesus guide  
me to that Land at last.   
(Ps. 107.2, 3, 4, 7.)   

163 Hymn.  

The reign of Christ, all wars shall cease,  
From Babel's yoke, Zion release,  
So brings us universal peace.   
Isa. 2.4. 11.6, 9.13. Micah 4.3.  

1.  
WHen Christ in righteousness shall reign,  
according to God's words:  
Then truth, and peace, on earth, obtain,  
and break all Tyrant's Swords.   

2.  
The Nations than learn no more wars,  
but under quiet vines sit,  
Beating their Swords into Blow shares,  
Tyrants their fierceness quit.   

3.  
With envy, cruelty, and wrath,  
none shall the rest annoy:  
And none in blood, his Sword shall bathe  
none hurt, waist, or destroy.   

4.  
For Law and Justice shall obtain,  
and peace with truth, shall greet;  
Conscience detest, unlawful gain,  
Kings bowing at Christ's feet.   

5.  
Then Ephra'ms envy shall departed.  
Judah no more shall vex,  
Divisions (causing thoughts of heart)  
shall Saints no more perplex.   

6.  
The Lion, Wolf, and Cockatrice,  
becoming meek and tame,  
Yea Leopards (as in paradise,)  
be like and dwell with ' Lamb.   

7.  
The Mountains forth great peace shall bring  
the earth its fruits in store,  
Thus crowned the little Hills shall sing,  
pale Famine kill no more.   

8.  
The heavens no more shall be as brass,  
but into drops distil:  
This Iron-age away shall pass,  
and God our prayers fulfil.   

9  
The whole creation eased of pain,  
shall triumph every day,  
'Cause Christ our King of peace, shall reign,  
and let him reign for aye. Amen.    

164 Hymn.  

Thy blessings Lord in plenteous rain,  
Both man, and beast, richly maintain.   
Isai. 30.23, 25. 55.10. Ezek. 34.26. Zacr. 10.1, 2. Psal. 68.9.  

WE give thee thanks O Lord,  
the Father of small rain,  
That bowed thine ear, our pra'ers to hear,  
and gav'st us showers again.  
Thy bottles thou didst open,  
and mad'st them power, a main  
The earth so dry, to satisfy,  
with a sweet plenteous rain.   

Drought makes this mercy great,  
that multiplies all grain;  
Thus man, and beast, both feed and feast,  
refreshed with fruitful rain.  
Drought makes the dew more sweet  
so's health succeeding pain,  
Great was our fear, Famine was near;  
yet God prevents with rain.   

Thus God i'th' wilderness  
with thirst did Isra'l train;  
Causing the Rock, water his flock;  
and clouds bread on 'em rain.  
The heathen Idols are  
then vanity, more vain,  
'Tis thou O Lord that dost afford,  
in season, moderate rain.   

But blessed Lord is that Land  
o'er which the Lord will reign,  
Like rain shall he, on mown grass be,  
or shining after Rain.  
Lord rain thy word on us,  
yea Rain down righteousness;  
And so will we give thanks to thee,  
and aye thy bounty bless.  
On Rain after the late drought.    

165 Hymn.  

Thus blest are all (both great and small.)  
Such as the Lord our God doth call.   
Psal. 56.4. Acts 2.38. Rom. 8.29. 30.  

LOrd when thou first to me inclined,  
and called me by thy grace;  
Thou didst me find, lost, poor, and blind  
yet didst my soul embrace.  
My sin and misery, both was  
thy motives me to save,  
In pity thou didst by me pass,  
and a free pardon gave.   

He from a state did me translate  
of darkness, and of thrall,  
Into his light, marvellous bright,  
and liberty withal.  
His love could no denial take,  
no nay; where God will call,  
He will persuade, has power to make  
his calls effectual.   

Kindred, Estates, Possessions all.  
and honours (tho' in hand)  
Have (at Gods call) been left, let fall,  
t' enjoy that promised land.  
Divine election, argues affection▪  
his calling, peace implies,  
All justified, are sanctified,  
and these he glorifies.   

Then ever blest be God, for this  
adoption, by his grace,  
If called then we his saved one's be,  
and so shall see his face.    

166 Hymn.  

The souls triple, sung on the base,  
And low submissive frame, and case;   
1 Sam. 3.18. 2 Sam. 15.25. Lam. 3.27.— 29.  

1.  
THe Lord Almighty framed us all,  
That by his Gospel, did us call;  
That to his will we might submit,  
The better sort (even Angels) bow  
Yea devils (against their wills) below  
For to fulfil it, is most fit.   

2.  
God's will is always just and good,  
Oh if it, so, were understood,  
'Twould all reluctance quell and still:  
Our sovereign we thee call O God,  
Let's ne'er rebel against thy rod,  
Because it grows from holy will.   

3.  
Is it our lot tidings to hear,  
Or things heavy, and hard to bear,  
'Tis best to hear in silence still,  
For how can we attend God's voice,  
Our hearts hurried with jarring noise?  
Against God's wise disposing will?   

4.  
Have I nothing, and others all,  
Are others great, we mean, and small,  
Say not that things are ordered ill;  
For as the worst, oft, crowns possess;  
So God the best in rags may dress,  
Yet these (at last) with glory fill.    

167 Hymn. (Division sung on the base)  

5.  
DO all my comforts, turn to crosses,  
So that for gain, I meet with losses  
And emptyings, while others fill:  
Some fruits are bitter sweets, and mock;  
Let me climb up, this craggy rock:  
And (Christ-like) mortify my will.   

6.  
Some things we hardly do obey,  
Or else we do't in much delay;  
Unless the Lord sugar his pill:  
Herein obedience best is known,  
In subjugating all our own  
So to prefer Gods holy will.   

7.  
If God please others to admit,  
On's table, or his lap to sit  
I'm at his feet contented still;  
For they that are submissive, now  
(Tho' with a tear) to sit below  
At last kiss, and embrace their fill.   

8.  
Is God displeased; yet I am mute,  
Tho' causeless, me men persecute:  
And daily (for God's sake) me kill:  
All quarrels with my God I must  
Lay (with my mouth) low in the dust,  
For perfect good, Lord, is thy will.   

9  
If God (at last) one cranny ' f hope,  
Or door of mercy'l to me ope;  
Sat singing thus at's door I will;  
Hope shall to me assurance be,  
That Faith shall get the victory,  
For God his promise will fulfil.   

10.  
Do wicked men our heads ride o'er,  
In pomp, while Saints are low, and poor,  
And Samson-like, grind in a Mill:  
Yet God will quickly bring 'em down  
And meek ones will with glory crown;  
And mount his Son on Zion-hill.   

11.  
Does Babel's whore mount up on high  
Decked in her double scarlet-dye;  
Her golden cup with poisons fill,  
Now's a blessed time, God's hand to turn  
And cause her, (with the beast) to mourn,  
So in her woe's fulfilled Gods will.   

12.  
If exiled from his Ark we be  
Yet we again his face shall see,  
And then sing songs aloud, and shrill;  
But if he (in's) has no delight,  
Let them do what's good in's own sight,  
High grace yields to God's lowest will.   

13.  
Like Lilies in the Vales that grow,  
Or Violets sweet, that make no show,  
So grace in self-content has skill;  
'Tis fed with secret dews above,  
Absconds, yet to impart it does love;  
Melting its own into Gods will.   

14.  
In God i'll place all my delight,  
For that is ever good in's sight:  
And brings my heart's desire and will;  
In him an object full I mind  
Tho ' n me he nothing pleasant find,  
O let him rule; and have me still.    

168 Hymn.  

On Zion sparks of wrath first come,  
Which end in flames, on papal Rome.   
Jerem. 25.29. 1 Pet. 4.17, 18.  

WHen God gins, wrath to inflict  
On Zions' Children dear,  
To sinners woes it must predict,  
Oh where shall such appear?  
God's cup of trembling Saints may think  
far bitterer than gall;  
Yet they but taste; sinners must drink  
the very dregs on't all.   

Tho' Famine, Pestilence or Sword,  
may on the just lot come.  
he'll feed and live (here) on a word,  
till God shall call him home.  
Lord what a burning bush is this?  
how live we in these flames?  
No furnace call't; for where Christ is,  
that Heaven its self proclaims.   

And when these wars their course have run  
they'll terminate in peace,  
And when the Lamb's war (long begun)  
shall end, our travels cease.  
Those flames that in God's bush have burned,  
for now some thousandyears,  
On Babel's throne, and seat, once turned,  
in them the Lamb appears.   

Who's Lord of Lords, and King of Kings;  
his chos'n followers then,  
shall in the shadow of his wings,  
for triumph sing. Amen.    

169 Hymn.  

Ten horns once conquered, and tame;  
(Against the whore;) subserve the Lamb.   
Psal. 75.4, 10. Zacr. 1. ult. Apoc. 6.16.  

WHen God doth rise his cause to plead,  
that with the whore depends,  
The beast and horns he'll captive lead,  
and so the last wrath ends.  
Long has this controversy stood  
and Seas of blood it has spilled,  
Oh! that the Lord decide it would  
in Armageddon field.   

For meekness, truth, and righteousness,  
and for his Zions' sake,  
That he the earth with peace may bless,  
he'll through vengeance take.  
For he that judgeth her, is strong  
and mighty is to save,  
And his delay, and suffering long  
will swifter vengeance have.   

On Zion Hill, then with the Lamb,  
his followers shall be shown,  
Who shall proclaim their father's name;  
he also them will own.  
Saying these my redeemed ones,  
no Women could defile;  
Fellow the Lamb up to their thrones,  
in whose mouth is no guile.   

Then Kings, Captains, and men of Might,  
with bound, free, rich, and poor;  
To rocky holes again take flight,  
and face the Lamb no more.    

170 Hymn.  
On the late Dissolution, 81.  

Tho' all things have their Dissolution,  
Our Lords return, makes restitution.   
Ps. 11.3. and 75.3. Act. 3.19,— 21.  

LOrd what a world is this?  
how is the whole-head sick.  
When head and heart dissolve, and part,  
where's body politic?  
Foundations long have shaken,  
and all are out of frame;  
The stone hath smote God will promote  
the Kingdom of the Lamb.   

As once one little stone,  
brought down that railing 
† Goliath  wight  
That in his pride God's host defied,  
and put all's host to flight:  
So shall the little stone  
by God's decree once more;  
Proud Babel strike, and dash it like  
chaff of the threshing floor.   

These bodies must dissolve  
and be renewed again,  
That they may be fitted to see  
Christ's beauty in his reign.  
Lord hast thy Son to reign  
then all things he'll restore,  
Wound but one head, and (by its dread)  
ten horns shall thee adore.   
Ps. 68.21. & 110.5, 6. Apoc. 17.15.   

171 Hymn.  

Rejoice we in the Lord of Host,  
That never yet a Battle lost:  
In's excellence believers boast.   
Ps. 46.7, 11. 48.8. Isai. 13.4. Luk. 2.13.  

THou Lord of hosts art General,  
of absolute command;  
In heaven, earth, sea, the soldiers all,  
before thou armed stand.  
If thou commandest one Angel, go  
and put that host to flight;  
Or kill some bloody Herod, so  
'tis done all in a night.   

If thou alone dost but accost  
an army in the field,  
One look from thee, O Lord of host,  
or frown, shall make them yield.  
If thou to emrod's or small Mice,  
dost but allow commission,  
Nay less, worms, flies, and smallest louse,  
repress vile men's ambition.   

Those Records of thy wars O Lord,  
are stored, with the upright:  
How God to women did afford  
to vanquish men of might.  
But when the Lamb of God does stand,  
in Armageddon▪ last,  
Satan, and Rome, at his command,  
to flames below, are cast.   
Dan. 7.11. Apoc. 16.16. 18.8.20, 10.   

172 Hymn.  

Happy are they, whose eyes shall see,  
The good of them Gods chosen be,  
They may rejoice eternally.   
Isa. 12.3. Rom. 8.33. 2 Thes. 2.13.  

AScribe to God, Salvation,  
(the fountain of All grace;)  
That to our consolation,  
'mongst his elect, did place.  
To him that in the lamb our head;  
did call to holiness;  
But to what happiness, he'll lead,  
what Angel can express?   

To him that loves immutably,  
whose gifts and calls are sure;  
(Like to himself,) eternally;  
without repentance, 'dure.  
To him whose chain all's own in folds,  
none can a link undo,  
And in's own hands, he both ends holds  
election, glory too.   

To him that all his own foreknew,  
and care on them has took,  
And them in time to life, he drew;  
and sealed up in's own book,  
Lord had thy purpose passed us by,  
hadst, never called nor chose;  
But left us (fallen) i'th' pit to die,  
who could thy will oppose?   

But since thou loved us out o'th' pit.  
and that good work's begun;  
That we may cry, grace, grace! to it,  
go on, Lord, till 'tis done.    

173 Hymn.  

A Vision of God's faithful Lambs,  
By prayer a quenching cruel flames.   
Exod. 3.3. Ps. 74.7, 8. & 83.12.  

NEar Zions' Hill I walked,  
and in her fields did spy,  
A flock of Lambs beset with flames,  
Lord what are these said I?  
A still voice to me said  
this Antichristian flame  
That Dragon blew (and's bloody crew)  
but who shall quench the same?   

A pool like Heshbon's, then  
nigh to this flame, I spied  
Which sighs and tears of sufferers;  
the engine, (prayer) supplied:  
A river also ran  
in deep and bloody streams,  
Whose cries (no doubt) them fires will out,  
and bring again sweet beams.   

The Lambs of God all joined,  
and under th' Altar cried;  
How long shall groans of holy ones  
for vengeance, be delayed:  
Then stood amidst the Throne,  
a Lamb as't had been slain,  
Your blood (said he) avenged shall be,  
on all that scarlet train:   

And this take for a sign,  
of swift revenge to come;  
When they shall cry peace and safety,  
then is their final doom.    

174 Hymn.  

Unfaithfulness lamented here,  
And prayer for strength to persevere.   
Ps. 5.9. 12.1, 2, 5. & 120.2, 3.  

HElp Lord! for men that godly be  
and faithful ones do quail;  
Among the Sons of men, we see  
that faithfulness does fail.  
'Gainst falsehood, and a lying tongue  
be thou our sure defence,  
For fraud and violence do wrong  
to th' poor man's innocence.   

For sighing of the poor oppressed  
now'le God rise to redeem,  
And him in safety set at rest  
from them that puff at him.  
From lying lips that do deceive  
deliver thou our souls:  
Sharp arrows let their Conscience grieve,  
and hot Juniper-coals.   

How long shall judgement into gall,  
hemlock, and wormwood turn?  
Lord it to righteousness recall,  
to cheer up them that mourn.  
With judgement Lord, Zion redeem,  
her converts free proclaim;  
Then shall our land, faithful esteem,  
and City prise the same.   

Come Lord thy throne on earth possess,  
the beast and whore subdue,  
That thou mayst sway in faithfulness,  
that are most just, and true.    

175 Hymn.  

The glory, and the dignity,  
Of them (Martyrs for Christ) that die.   
Act. 7.54. Rev. 2.13. 14. 13. and 20.4.  

Rejoice before the throne,  
ye sufferers that are,  
For upon it God's Lamb does sit,  
his diadems to share.  
Your faithfulness to death,  
with him accepted is,  
Behold him stand, at God's right hand  
to welcome you to bliss.   

My cross with me  boar,  
reproach, want, and disdain;  
And now as ye suffered with me,  
so with me shall ye reign.  
Have ye beheaded been,  
or burnt, or rend in quarters,  
Yet he'll set on your heads, anon  
a crown of life, like Martyrs.   

If tempted sore to sin,  
ye chose to perish rather,  
That glory ye receive of me,  
that's given me off my Father.  
In witnessing his truth  
ye that were so blasphemed,  
Of you when on his glorious throne,  
he'll never be ashamed.   

Oh than ye blessed ones,  
with songs, your pains beguile,  
Your day draws near, when he'll appear:  
yet but a little while.    

176 Hymn.  

After the Lamb, the Lord doth call,  
His chos'n generation all:  
On which the beast. and whore must fall.   
Psal. 65.4. Isa. 41.9, 11. 1 Pet. 2.9.  
(1st. Part.)  

BLess't is that man O Lord (most high)  
whom thou dost choose to thee,  
And causest to approach thee nigh,  
his dwelling place to be.  
This style God gave his only one,  
in him he did us choose:  
And every one he has foreknown,  
he'll never more refuse.   

God's chosen one's shall all believe;  
that faith all fires endure,  
No grain is lost, in Satan's sieve,  
for God's foundation's sure.  
I'th' furnace of afflictions sore,  
tho' God may Saints refine;  
He pleads his interest, evermore  
and still says thou art mine.   

does Zion think herself forsaken;  
while foes do taunt and scoff,  
The Lord that chose her them rebuke;  
and her he'll not cast off.  
When God will save, who shall destroy?  
accuse or them withstand?  
These his elect shall long enjoy,  
the work of their own hand.   

For God has said his hand hath laid,  
help on his chosen one,  
Ye sinners stoop and be afraid,  
this Lamb shall have the throne.    

177 Hymn.  

That God elects, of's own good pleasure,  
Is Saints most rich and joyful treasure.   
Deut. 7.7, 8. Mark 13.20. Rom. 8.33. (2d. part) Luk. 18.7, 8.  

'TWas thy good pleasure, Lord,  
mere grace, to it, did move;  
Most to refuse, yet some to choose,  
to call, and save, and love.  
Of old thou didst decree,  
what number saved should be,  
And to th' elect, some word direct  
to bring them home to thee.   

Without thee, was no cause;  
in us, nothing could merit;  
Sin thou foresaw, yet us would draw,  
that we might life inherit.   

And that none might be lost  
(with Antichristian brood,)  
All he foreknew he marks them new,  
by sprinklings of his blood.  
Rejoice ye chosen one's  
with elect Angels all,  
By calling, your election's sure;  
ye are saved from Adam's fall.   

Be glad in Christ your head,  
the Lamb did you redeem,  
Your foes for you will he subdue,  
that chose Jerusalem.  
And shall not God avenge  
his dear Elect, that cry  
Both day and night? yea (in their sight)  
he'll do't: and speedily.   

Oh blissful sight, to see,  
and hear th' Elect all sing,  
First cometh the Jew, than Gentiles too,  
triumphing in their King.    

178 Hymn.  

This soliloquy, when alone,  
(And longs for Christ) the soul does groan.   
Gen. 32.25. Ps. 102.6, 7. John. 16.32.  

LOrd! i'm now left alone,  
away my comforts gone;  
And to retire with thee desire,  
and to my God make moan.  
In desert walks my soul,  
like Pelican, or owl,  
Or Sparrow on house top alone  
like Dragons, do I howl.   

Or like the Turtle-Dove,  
that mourning notes does love,  
Finding no nest, nor mate, nor rest,  
but in my Lord above.  
I unto thee do fly,  
to have thy company,  
So flames the fire of hot desire,  
in swift ascents to thee.   

O when wilt thou descend,  
or this my conflict end?  
Or call on me, to come to thee;  
my prison rags off rend.  
My friends before are gone,  
and brethren left i've none,  
If I must stay, Oh come away,  
here leave me not alone.   

And when my work is done,  
my time, and glass is run,  
Then O translate me to a state,  
to shine above the Sun.  
Mean while abide with me,  
thy face oft let me see;  
And let thy Son ascend his throne,  
in glorious Majesty.    

178 Hymn.  

In a friend's Garden, while I walked  
An heavenly muse, thus to me talked.   

AS I into a Garden went;  
(my friends and not my own)  
To view the plants, my mind was bend,  
there to converse alone:  
This question sprung up in my mind,  
whether in humane art,  
Or Nature's beauties, I could find  
a Plant would ease my heart?   

I looked a round on every Plant,  
each herb and fragrant Flower,  
But still my Soul did pleasure want,  
and all those fruits proved sour.  
I to the rose bush did repair  
and thence a bud did pick  
And thought it both fragrant and fair  
yet there I found a prick.   

Then pleasant particoloured flowers  
I gathered, but when they  
Had been in hand very few hours,  
their beauties did decay.  
These pleasures are to others left,  
a stranger reaps the fruit  
But the possessour's quite bereft:  
with care to keep the root.   

But when the winter storms do blow  
these pleasant Plants are gone;  
So death does worldly beauties mow  
till th' Resurrection.  
Is Paradise so lost? alas!  
are things below all vain?  
To Eden I will swiftly pass  
God's Garden to regain.   

But this way, as I thought to gain,  
I had no sooner tried,  
My resolution how t' attain:  
than in my way I 'spy'd  
A multitude of armed foes,  
and Devils, against me bend  
My way with crosses to oppose,  
yet through that crowd I went.   

Some turning back affright, I met  
(as cowards retrograde,)  
That smote my heart full of regret:  
seeking me to dissuade.   

I quickly cast them off with scorn;  
yet were my garments rend  
To rags, by many a brier and thorn;  
as up God's mount I went.  
Ascents, with breathe are obtained,  
to mount, yet sing, is rare:  
Yet when advantage ground is gained  
it yields a prospect fair.   

And though the way was rough and long,  
the top my faith did spy;  
I made it pleasant with a song;  
(as Larks) by mounting high.  
At last, I saw the Garden wall,  
and to the door I passed;  
The door was low, the wall most tall  
shut and enclosed fast.   

Abundant entrance to obtain  
I did to th' porter cry,  
Who said (with waiting) I might gain  
an inlet by and by,  
Mean while I heard a blessed Chore  
of Angels in consort;  
Singing about the wall and door,  
which did my hopes comfort.   

These are the Chariots of my Lord,  
and all God's Garden guard,  
That all Pilgrim's convoy afford,  
and heirs of Life still ward.   

While I without, did wait, and stay,  
impatience made a din,  
I heard within, a still voice say,  
come let this pilgrim in.  
The door was oped immediately,  
and in the Pilgrim came,  
But with so ragged a habit, I  
quickly began to shame.   

The Master bade me welcome thither,  
and such new robes, me gave;  
To style myself, I knew not whether  
a King, or wand'ring slave.  
He bade me freely entertain,  
mine eyes, sense and desire  
I'th' lower Garden; till again,  
he came to lead me higher.   

So while I cast about mine eyes  
1. I spied a plant below  
Most fragrant as in paradise  
Adam could ever show:  
This flower its azure head concealed  
in'ts leaves under my feet;  
Declined to have its worth revealed  
save by its odour sweet.   

2. A second on its lofty spire,  
much like that Heliotrope,  
To face the Sun seemed to desire  
to turn, or shut, or ope.  
(Said I) this much resembles love  
that grace does much delight,  
With Christ its Sun, to turn, and move,  
dilating at his sight:   

A third plant on the wall did lean,  
3. (as Vines that fruitful are)  
Its bulk nothing: most weak, and mean  
yet blessed clusters bare:  
Thus faith (a part from Christ) we call  
a mere notion, and sound;  
he's only root, and strength; (that wall)  
from him our fruit is found.   

Next that presented to my sight  
and along the wail did creep,  
A flower most fair and Lily-white  
4, 'mong thorns, that made it weep.  
Repentance like this flower, does grow,  
it's own tears serve for dew:  
moistening its soil, and roots below,  
which does its fruits, renew.   

Two winter Gillivers I next  
upon the wall beheld:  
That with the cold, were nipped and vexed:  
when plucked, how sweet they smeled?  
5. Like Twins, meekness and Patience thrive  
(as Camomile, both grow,  
(Tho trod on) yet they keep alive,  
still green, and pleasant show.   

The meek ones, mute, and silent sit  
under the hand of God:  
And unto hard things oft submit  
bearing his smarting rod.   

6. Patience all humane injuries  
sustains even unto blood,  
Inflames it lives, in triumph dies,  
still counting Gods will good.  
7. One plant not of a pleasant smell,  
but bitter taste it was,  
To nature's health, it profits well,  
tho' nice ones by it pass:   

Mortification makes contrite  
and sinful self it scorns;  
Restrains all carnal appetite,  
with holiness adorns.  
A Sister plant nigh that did grow  
8. that hearts-ease, some well name;  
A plant Solomon scarce did know,  
it's worth, who can proclaim?   

Contentment is that Jewel so rare,  
a crown may want it; yet  
A poor man freed of worldly care,  
with godliness,  get.  
9 And as the Flowers from roots, must die  
or serve for Ornament,  
So's he that can himself deny,  
spend, or (for Christ) be spent.   

10, A tree there grew that maketh wise  
discerning good and evil,  
Makes face to shine, ' light'ns the eyes  
its fruit, expels the devil.  
11. A burning plant did next appear  
hot in the fourth degree,  
That warms the breasts of all sincere,  
and makes them zealous be.   

12. Then last I Sempiternum, viewed  
whose greeness did surpass:  
And by the Sun 'twas still bedewed,  
this perseverance, was.  
Now while I recreation had  
to bind them up to gather  
The Keeper's voice me called, and bade  
me first, to come up thither.   

I went immediately, and he  
int' a green arbour led,  
Propounding of a mystery:  
or riddle, and (thus he said.)   

A pleasant plant in Eden grows,  
Not every one its value knows.  
It's orient colours, shine out most  
And smells most fragrant in the frost,  
It beautifies deformed faces,  
And the compleatest beauties, graces:   

Its root does grow, above its stalks:  
And as it spreads in fruit, it walks,  
'Tis low and oft trod down by beasts,  
Yet in its branches fowls build nests.  
It's name and root if you once find,  
And eat 'twill, sighed restore if blind.  
As life by eating once was lost;  
So 'tis restored without all cost.  
The tree of death was once dear bought  
Now that of life's enjoyed for nought.  
The more 'tis plucked the more 'twil spread  
It kills the quick, enlivens the dead,  
Pluck it, and tell, what 'tis and whence,  
A crown than is your recompense.   

When I this riddle had pondered well  
its meaning for to know,  
Light from above, upon me fell  
and did the secret show.   

(The Answer to't.)  

The Root is Christ, the Plant is Grace.  
Which will the pure in glory place.   
Next i'll you tell of eden's Well.  

AMidst God's Garden did appear  
A fountain, that was sweet and clear.  
A pleasanter was never seen:  
It kept the plants all fresh, and green.  
Still flowing full but inexhaust,  
Inviting all that saw't, to taste,  
And come, drink in a golden cup,  
These living waters bubbling up.  
Hence Sanctuary-streams derive  
That still keep all God's roots alive.  
In Golden pipes still issuing,  
Cooling and cheering, every thing.  
In it all that do wash their eyes,  
May penetrate deep mysteries.  
Like Manna it tastes, as Milk and Honey,  
Its waters run free without money.  
All that to wash into it go  
(Tho' leprous) it makes them white as Snow.  
The spots of sin, and Conscience-grypes,  
And stains away it purely wipes.  
He that does drink of this, in store,  
For other Cisterns thirsts no more.     

179 Hymn. Of the Fruit of Eden's Garden.  

NOw as mine eye did contemplate  
and Eden's Fruits desire,  
To th' tree of Life, the open gate,  
I longing did inquire.  
Considering what is on record,  
of Adam and his Wife;  
Kept by an Angel's flaming Sword,  
out from that tree of Life.   

And now an angel to me flew,  
having received command,  
That tree of life to me to show,  
and gave First-fruits in hand.  
But told me, that above it grew  
amidst God's paradise;  
One branch of which, gave such a show,  
as dazzled mortal eyes:   

This branch did o'er the wall extend,  
with most delightful taste,  
And down within my reach descend;  
to eat my soul made haste.  
This beauteous and glorious branch  
with choice fruits did abound  
Its Kingdom to our times did launch,  
tho' with a cross first crowned.   

To stay my long oft there fell  
its apples here, and there,  
These promises did relish well,  
both food and physic were.  
One also brought flagons of Wine  
and bade me drink, and gather  
The clusters of the choicest Vine▪  
for plant it did the Father.    

180 Hymn. (ultimate Glory.)  

THis upper Garden on the mount  
I longed and climbed to enter,  
But under ground, (one gave account)  
I through a Cave must venture.  
This Cave I dark and silent found,  
the first sight caused me weep,  
One step me lodged next under ground  
and there I fell asleep.   

Yet prospect got I, (ere I slept,)  
by faith, (at a small hole,)  
Embalmed in Christ I should be kept  
there he'll not leave my soul.  
Then flew it 
† i e. the soul  straight to paradise  
such sleep to it, was gain,  
My flesh did rest in hope t' arise:  
and both (with Christ) to reign.   

Thus I put off mortality,  
asleep (with little pain:)  
In state immortal, by and by,  
to rise and live again.  
There I bade all the world adieu  
here Sword and Shield let fall,  
Looking to be arrayed anew,  
when God is all in all.   

But whilst I (at this Port deferred,)  
did for my passage long:  
Melodious Chore's within I heard,  
so I in consort sung.    

181 Hymn.  

An Hymn of the immortal joys.  
Where pains, nor sighs, nor sin annoys.   
Psal. 16. ult. 2 Tim. 1.10. 1. Pet. 1.4.  

LOrd in thy Gospel tidings be  
of death abolished quite;  
And life with immortality,  
therein is brought to light.  
This glorious mystery, (concealed  
in Types) from ages past,  
Thou in due time (by Christ) revealed  
to us in mercy haste.   

This mystery doth far excel,  
all wisdoms transitory;  
That in beleivers Christ should dwell,  
the hope of future glory.  
That Christ before us up should go,  
and Anchor for us cast;  
And for us intercede also,  
then fetch us home at last.   

If first fruit-joys, are here so great,  
of immortality,  
To reap an Harvest day complete,  
what will the shouting be?  
If tokens from espousing love,  
so well the heart will stay;  
What will the Bridegrooms coming prove  
O what the marriage day?   

If anchor cast within the vail,  
may give so strong comfort;  
What will our entrance with full sail,  
into eternal Port?    
Here Ends the first Part.   

A Table Alphabetical the Title or Subject.  

Hymn. 4 ABba adoption longed for Page 4  
Hymn. 1 The two adam's, first and second Page 1  
Hymn. 51 Achitophel's crafts defeat Page 57  
Hymn. 140 Accusations of Satan Page 171  
Hymn. 53 Anger turned away Page 59  
Hymn. 66 Ark 'fore Dagon (God gone) Page 75  
Ark anchors (vid.) Bark  
Hymn. 35 BAbel a cry against it Page 38  
Hymn. 171 Battle God ne'er lost it Page 190  
Hymn. 143 The Blazing Star, 1680 Page 164  
Hymn. 125 Gods Bark (or Ark) anchored Page 144  
Hymn. 183 Branch of Christ glorious Page 218  
Hymn. 134 Blessings 20 praised Page 155  
Hymn. 102 No Brier, or Thorn, to Zion Page 119  
Hymn. 121 British Isles their Song Page 140  
Hymn. 75 The burnt-scorcht Vine Page 86  
Hymn. 32 Burnt in love to Christ Page 35  
Hymn. 2 CAnan's sips Page 2  
Hymn. 99 Changes do Gods will Page 138  
Hymn. 95 Chores of Cherubs Page 110  
Hymn. 101 Creation-groan, relieved Page 118  
Hymn. 99 Christ's Iron-rod a stay Page 35  
Hymn. 23— two sighs for him Page 25  
Hymn. 20 Complaints 3 for Zion Page 22, 25, 143  
Hymn. 124 Content in Gods will Page 103  
Hymn. 66 The Cross is finite Page 75  
Hymn. 56 A Cry for righteousness Page 63  
Hymn. 143 Comet in December in 2 or 3 parts Page 165  
Hymn. 34 Cornerstone Page 38  
Hymn. 154 DEath of young Children Page 177  
Hymn. 123 Deeps 2 or 3 cries thence Page 142  
Hymn. 43 deliverance, joy to the Isles Page 48  
Hymn. 170 The late Dissolution Page 198  
Hymn. 178 The Dove solitary Page 208  
Hymn. 13 A doxology of praise Page 14  
Hymn. 12 Dry bones shall live and rise Page 13  
Hymn. 180 Edens' plants and flowers Page 213  
Hymn. 133 Elders 24 sing to the Lamb Page 153  
Hymn. 172 Elect to see their good Page 200  
Hymn. 171 Election the chain of it sure Page 201, 6  
Hymn. 175— free in, not for Christ Page 206  
Hymn. 108 Elijah's intercession Page 126  
Hymn. 33 Enjoyment on long Page 36  
Hymn. 70 Inquiries for Christ the Spouse Page 78  
Hymn. 90 Entertainment with Christ Page 105  
Hymn. 145 The Ethiopian loved Page 167  
Hymn. 21 FAith's Song in the night Page 23  
Hymn. 29— Its breath in a sound Page 32  
Hymn. 36— Its triumph Page 39  
Hymn. 174 Falsehood and perjury Page 203  
Hymn. 151 Fire in Breadstreet Page 174  
Hymn. 10 Future good hoped Page 11  
Hymn. 178 GArden Plants Page 209  
Hymn. 58 Gods countenance begged Page 65  
Hymn. 177 45— 's Gifts and Calls free Page 207, 50  
Hymn. 61 Gods presence defends us Page 69  
Hymn. 93 Gospel call to the Isles Page 106  
Hymn. 180 Full of Glory Page 210  
Hymn. 55 A Groan from ill times Page 62  
Hymn. 61 HAnd on God's throne Page 69  
Hymn. 141 Harlot of Rome judged Page 162  
Hymn. 156 For Healths return two Songs Page 180  
Hymn. 109 Hope and fear toss us Page 127  
Hymn. 67 Hope and love groap Page 76  
Hymn. 46— in Zion's distress Page 51  
Hymn. 169 Horns against the whore Page 197  
Hymn. 104 The ten horns to burn Rome Page 121  
Hymn. 43 Two hosannah's to Christ Page 48  
Hymn. 22 IDols their fall Page 24  
Hymn. 122 Immanuel's Land's Song Page 141  
Hymn. 181 Immortal joys Page 220  
Hymn. 63 Incarnation a song on't Page 71  
Hymn. 18 Intercession of Christ 2 parts Page 20  
— (see Elijahs)  
Hymn. 135 Instrument of 7 strings Page 156  
Isles. (See Britain)  
Hymn. 136— Christ their Physician Page 157  
Hymn. 107 Jubilee (see Sabbath) Page 125  
Hymn. 112— the effect in Salvation Page 130  
Hymn. 121 Kid's bleating Page 148  
Hymn. 148 Christ's care for them Page 170  
Hymn. 128 He fights to defend them Page 141  
Hymn. 83 Kind's of mercy sung on Page 95  
Hymn. 90 A kiss reconciles Page 103  
Hymn. 163 Kingdom of Christ its blessing Page 188  
Hymn. 3 Two LAmentations of the times Page 3  
Hymn. 73— for Christ's absence Page 83  
Hymn. 28— fears of Rome Page 20  
Hymn. 79 Lambs feast of Love Page 91  
Hymn. 81— his reign our rest Page 93  
Hymn. 80— his sung of Triumph Page 91  
Hymn. 131 The flock sing of him Page 152  
Hymn. 161 Light in darkness Page 185  
Hymn. 15 Long in search of Christ Page 16  
Hymn. 157 Martyr's for Christ Page 204  
Hymn. 159 Meditation on God's works Page 183  
Hymn. 161 Morningstar near Page 185  
Hymn. 65 Motives to love Christ Page 73  
Hymn. 98 Mount appearances Page 113  
Hymn. 143 NEws of Christ's Star Page 164  
Hymn. 96 Nebuchadnezars furnace Page 111  
Hymn. 87 New Jerusalem's glory Page 100  
Hymn. 74 Nightingales night song Page 84  
Hymn. 140 OAth of God for his throne Page 161  
Hymn. 5, 35 Ode precatory the Thirsty Page 5, 38  
Hymn. 147 One thing desired Page 169  
Hymn. 30 Pant for Zions' King Page 33  
Hymn. 180 Paradise its 12 Plants Page 214  
Hymn. 14 Petition for the spirit Page 15  
Pisgah sight. (See Cannaan)  
Hymn. 60 Plotters prevented, frustrate, punished Page 68, 130, 160  
Hymn. 76 Pilgrims two or three Songs Page 90  
Hymn. 105 Prayers returned, terrible Page 122  
Hymn. 117 Providential works Page 135  
Hymn. 8 Pure worship longed for Page 8  
Hymn. 153— pleaded for Page 176  
Hymn. 168 Quenching for sparks of wrath on Zion Page 195  
Hymn. 41 RAmpant Lion is Christ Page 48  
Hymn. 164 Rain after long drought Page 189  
Hymn. 158 Rebuke to the Tempter Page 182  
Hymn. 39 Redemption by Christ in 3 or 4 parts Page 43  
Hymn. 11 Resurrection-state Page 12  
Hymn. 57 Return of Prayers is amends for delays Page 66  
A Riddle of Eden Page 215  
Hymn. 18 A royal Song of Christ Page 19  
Hymn. 68 Christ returned, is retained Page 78  
Hymn. 107 SAbbath Gospel jubilee Page 125  
Hymn. 44 Salvation the 24 Elders sing Page 49  
Hymn. 130 Sighs for the great Shepherd Page 150  
Hymn. 17— for a sight of Jesus Page 17, 51, 2  
Hymn. 130 The Shepherds answer to Lamb's Page 150  
Hymn. 64 Sight of that plant renowned Page 72  
Hymn. 176 A Soliloquy for solitary Page 208  
Hymn. 111 Songs of deliverance Page 129  
Hymn. 86— of the last sight of God Page 102  
Hymn. 48 Souls one only desire Page 54  
Hymn. 143 Star of Christ and that Comet Page 164  
Hymn. 124 Subjection, contentment Page 143  
Hymn. 164 Submission to Gods will Page 193  
Hymn. 86 Terror of the judgement Page 98  
Hymn. 68 Thirst to see God in Zion Page 77  
Hymn. 94 Throne of God glorious Page 107  
Hymn. 149 Time of Satan short Page 171  
Hymn. 96 Three children's furnace Page 111  
Hymn. 126 Be Thankful for all Page 145  
Hymn. 6, 26 A Threnetick for creation Page 6, 28  
Hymn. 30— also for Zion Page 33  
Hymn. 25 Triumph of Saints Page 27  
Hymn. 31 Turtle-doves note Page 34  
Hymn. 68 VAlley of Bacah Page 77  
Hymn. 115 Victorious Halelujahs Page 133  
Hymn. 71 Vine of Christ bleeding Page 80  
Hymn. 54 Virgins call to trim up Page 60  
Hymn. 138 Vine a prophecy of it Page 160  
Hymn. 85Vnion and Communion with Christ Page 97  
Hymn. 128 Voice of our Shepherd Page 148  
Hymn. 165 Vocation a great blessing Page 191  
Hymn. 63 Vision of the Lamb in Flesh Page 71  
Hymn. 173— in Flames Page 201  
Hymn. 184Vpper Garden's ultimate glory Page 219  
Hymn. 77 Vials on Rome our cool gales Page 88  
Hymn. 182 WEll of life's spring Page 216  
Hymn. 91 Welcome to Christ's return Page 104  
Hymn. 99 Wheels all roll as God will Page 116  
Hymn. 154 Wishes sent to a friend Page 177  
Hymn. 104 Whore and Dragon conquered Page 121  
Hymn. 84 World under foot a beauty Page 96  
Hymn. 97 Year's of jubilee Page 112  
Hymn. 189 Yelling Wolves rang Page 148  
Hymn. 96 ZEal as hot as Nebuchadnez. furnace Page 111  
Hymn. 7 Zions' lamentation for the Lord Page 7  
Hymn. 113 Zions' joy surprises Page 131    

Postscript.  
Reader,  
THE Author intends a Second Part all on the Scripture, if these bring but in, his bare charges; but Observator Numb. 87. is so bold with Law, to come to a Conventicle; forge a name, and abuse Ra-Conscience, and pervert part of a Hymn, citing it (as Satan did Scripture) in part only, so tender he is of that old Roman Nimrod that he'll help to start a prey by barking at words, and next imposing his sense, that verse was 
At Babel first confusion came,  
Lord send it once again;  
In her confusion raise thy name,  
So finish Nimrods' reign-  But to leave him to's scurrilous scribble, until the next House of Lords touse him; I add  
There being a late discourse of that Comet; the Reader is desired with that book on Matth. 2. to compare G. Withers in's Speccul. Sp. p. 132.  
There will (to thwart their hopes) a New Star blaze  
Within the West, that shall the World amaze;  
And influences, through the universe  
So quickly, and prodigiously disperse;  
That aided by concurring Constellations,  
It shall have some effects upon most Nations;  
And cause such changes, as will make a stand,  
In those attempts that now men have in hand, etc.  
FINIS.