HYMN LIV. CHRIST'S Incarnation ALL-wife, all-good, almighty Lord, Jefus, by highest Heaven ador'd, When Thou thyfelf wert Man? Th' eternal God from Heav'n came down; O holy Child, ftill let thy Birth Bring Peace to us poor Worms of Earth, And in a Manger lie. Didft thou not in thy Perfon join Hafte then, and make thy Nature known my In weak finful Flefh appear, Peace, Righteousness, and Joy, L HYMN LV. O he cometh ! countless Trumpets "Midft ten thoufand Saints and Angels, Now his Merit, by the Harpers, Thro' th' eternal Deep refounds; They who pierc'd him, they who pierc'd him, [they who pierc'd him, Shall at his Appearing wail. Ev'ry Inland, Sea, and Mountain,. Come to Judgment, come to Judgment, come to [Judgment. Saints, J Saints, who love him, view his Glory, His dear Perfon on the Rainbow, Now his People's Head fhall raise. Happy Mourners, happy Mourners, happy. [Mourners, Lo! in Clouds, he comes, he comes. Now Redemption, long expected, Now fhall meet him in the Air. View him fmiling, now determin'd All the Nations now fhall fing him O come quickly! O come quickly! O come Hallelujah! comè, Lord, come. HYMN LVI. [quickly! Admiring CHRIST'S Love. E Children of my God, YE Who wafh'd in Jefu's Blood," And fav'd through Faith by Grace: Attend and join to tell his Fame, Whom John the Baptist call'd the Lamb. From From all Eternity! He lov'd the Sinner's Train, For us, and in our Stead he ftood, His Heart he fet on us When we were Enemies; And on th' accurfed Cross, Amidft his Tears and Cries, He pray'd for us, who us'd him fo, He thought upon us when The Blood ran from his Heart, Tho' we it caus'd, he all forgave, Still he remains the fame, His Foes he loves, and cries, Believe ye in my Name, Lift up (ye Loft) your Eyes: Rehold me, and you yet fhall live, I freely will Salvation give. HYMN Come, let us join, In Mufic divine, The Saviour to laud, 'Tis meet and fit, It is charming and perfectly fweet, The Saviour to praife, our Lord and our God; 'Tis a Pleasure to fing Of a crucify'd King, With Courage and Flame, The Angels that love us, Hark! hark! how they shout, In founding his Name. Come all that are here, Up to him lift our Voice, From Guilt and from Sin. Hark! hark! how they fhout, He's |