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Nature, to make his Beauties known, Muft mingle Colours not her own.] [3 Is he compar'd with Wine or Bread? Dear LORD! our Souls would thus be fed: That Flesh, that dying Blood of thine, Is Bread of Life, is heav'nly Wine | [4 Is he a Tree? The World receives Salvation from his healing Leaves: That righteous Branch, that fruitful Bough, Is David's Root and Offspring too.] [5 Is he a Rofe? Not Sharon yields Such Fragrancy in all her Fields: Or if the Lily he affume,

The Vallies blefs the rich Perfume.] [6 Is he a Vine? his heav'nly Root Supplies the Foughs with Life and Fruit. O let a lafting Union join

My Soul to CHRIST the living Vine!] [7 Is he a Head? Each Member lives, And owns the vital Pow'rs he gives; The Saints below and Saints above, Join'd by his Spirit and his Love.] [8 Is he a Fountain? There I bathe, And heal the Plague of Sin and Death : Thefe Waters all my Soul renew And cleanse my spotted Garments too.] 9 Is he a Fire? He'll purge my Drofs:

But the true Gold fuitains no Lofs:
Like a Refiner fhall he fit,

And tread the Refufe with his Feet.]

[10 Is Hea Rock? How firm he proves!
The Rock of Ages never moves;

Yet the fweet Streams that from him flow
Attend us all the Desert thro'.]

[11 Is he a Way! He leads to GOD,
The Path is drawn in Lines of Blobd
There would I walk with Hope and Zeal,
Till I arrive at Sion's Hill.].

[12 Is he a Door? I'll enter in;

Behold the Pastures large and green;
A Paradife divinely fair,

None but the Sheep have Freedom there.] [13 Is he defign'd the Corner-Stone, For Men to build their Heav'n upon ? I'll make him my Foundation too, Nor fear the Plots of Hell below.] [14 Is he a Temple? I adore

Th' indwelling Majefty and Pow'r;
And ftill to his most holy Place,
Whene'er I pray I'll turn my Face.]
[15 Is he a Star? He breaks the Night,
Piercing the Shades with dawning Lights
I know his Glories from afar,

I know the bright, the Morning-Star.]
[16 Is he a Sun? His Beams are Grace,
His Course is Joy and Righteoufnefs:
Nations rejoice when he appears

To chafe their Clouds, and dry their Tears. 17 O let me climb thofe higher Skies,

Where Storms and Darkness never rife!

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There he difplays his Pow'rs abroad,

And shines and reigns th' Incarnate GOD.] 18 Nor Earth, nor Seas, nor Sun, nor Stars, Nor Heav'n his full Refemblance bears; His Beauties we can never trace, Till we behold him Face to Face.

CXLVII. The Names and Titles of CHRIST, from feveral Scriptures.

IS from the Treasures of his Word
I borrow Titles for my LORD;

Nor Art nor Nature can supply
Sufficient Forms of Majefty.

2 Bright Image of the Father's Face,
Shining with undiminish'd Rays;
Th'eternal GOD's eternal SON,

The Heir and Partner of his Throne.] 3 The King of Kings, the LORD most High, Writes his own Name upon his Thigh: He wears a Garment dipp'd in Blood, And breaks the Nations with his Rod. 4 Where Grace can neither melt nor move, The LAMB refents his injur'd Love, Awakes his Wrath without Delay, And JUDAH'S Lion tears the Prey.

5 But when for Works of Peace he comes, What winning Titles he affumes? "LIGHT of the World, and LIFE of Men;" Nor bears thofe Characters in vain,

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6 With tender Pity in his Heart

He acts the MEDIATOR'S Part;

A FRIEND, and BROTHER, he appears,
And well fulfils the Names he wears.

7 At length the JUDGE his Throne afcends, Divides the Rebels from his Friends, And Saints in full Fruition

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CXLVIII. The fame as the cxlviiith Pfalm.

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ITH chearful Voice I fing
The Titles of my LORD,.

And borrow all the Names

Of Honour from his Word.
Nature and Art

Can ne'er fupply.
Sufficient Forms
Of Majefty.

2 In JESUS we behold

His Father s glorious Face,
Shining for ever bright
With mild and lovely Rays,
Th' eternal God's

Eternal SON

Inherits and

Partakes the Throne.].

3 The Sov'reign KING of Kings,
The LORD of Lords moft High,
Writes his own Name upon
His Garment and his Thigh.

His Name is call'd
"The WORD of GOD,"

He rules the Earth

With Iron Rod.

4 Where Promifes and Grace
Can neither melt nor move,
The angry LAMB refents
The Injuries of his Love;
Awakes his Wrath
Without Delay,

5

As Lions roar

And tear the Frey.

But when for Works of Peace
The great REDEEMER Comes,
What gentle Characters,
What Titles he affumes!
"LIGHT of the World,
"And LIFE of Men;"
Nor will he bear

Thofe Names in vain.
6 Immense Compaffion reigns
In our IMMANUEL'S Heart,
When he defcends to act
A MEDIATOR'S Part.
He is a FRIEND,

And BROTHER too;
Divinely kind,
Divinely true

7 At length the LORD the JUDGE

His awful Throne afcends,

And drives the Rebels far

From Favourites and Friends.

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