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Say, what expellient can you give, "That Sin be damn'd, and Sinners live?

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III.

Speak, are you ftrong to bear the Load, "The weighty Vengeance of a God?

* Which of you loves our wretched Race, " Or dares to venture in our Place?

Stands Silence thro' the heavenly Ground:
There's not a glorious Mind above
Has half the Strength, or half the Love.

V.

But, O unutterable Grace !

Th' Eternal Son takes Adam's Place;
Down to our World the Saviour flies,
Stretches his naked Arms, and dies,

VI.

Juftice was pleas'd to bruise the GOD,
And pay its Wrongs with heavenly Blood;
What unknown Racks and Pangs he bore!
Then rofe: The Law could ask no more.

VII.

Amazing Work! look down, ye Skies,
Wonder and gaze with all your Eyes;
Ye heavenly Thrones, ftoop from above,
And bow to this myfterious Love.

VIII. See,

VIII.

See, how they bend! See, how they look!
Long they had read th' Eternal Book,
And ftudied dark Decrees in vain,

The Crofs and Calvary makes them plain.

IX.

Now they are ftruck with deep Amaze,
Each with his Wings conceals his Face;
Nor clap their founding Plumes, and cry,
The Wisdom of a DEITY!

X.

Low they adore the Incarnate Son,
And fing the Glories he hath won ;
Sing how he broke our Iron Chains,
How deep he funk, how high he reigns.

XI.

Triumph and reign, victorious LORD,
By all thy flaming Hofts ador'd:

And fay, dear CONQUEROR, fay, how long,
E'er we shall rife to join their Songs.

XII.

Lo, from afar the promis'd Day
Shines with a well diftinguifh'd Ray;:
But my wing'd Paffion hardly bears
These Lengths of flow delaying Years.

XIII.

Send down a Chariot from above,.

With fiery Wheels, and pav'd with Love;

Raise me beyond th' Ethereal Blue,

To fing and love as Angels do.

Looking

They're but the Porches to thy Courts,

And Paintings on thy Walls..

ENIST Tylog, Ring, d Reigning.

H

E dies! the heav'nly Lover dies!

The Tidings ftrike a doleful Sound On my poor Heart ftrings: deep he lies In the cold Caverns of the Ground.

II.

Come, Saints, and drop a Tear or two,
On the dear Bofom of your GOD,
He shed a thousand Drops for you,

A thousand Drops of richer Blood.

III.

Here's Love and Grief beyond degree,
The LORD of Glory dies for Men !
But lo, what fudden Joys I fee!
JESUS the dead revives again.
IV.

The rifing God forfakes the Tomb,
Up to his Father's Court he flies;
Cherubic Legions guard him home,
And fhout him welcome to the Skies.

V.

Break off your Tears, ye Saints, and tell
How high our Great Deliverer reigns;
Sing how he spoil'd the Hofts of Hell,
And led the Monster Death in Chains.

VI. Say,

VI.

Say, Live for ever, wondrous King!

Born to redeem, and ftrong to fave!

Then afk the Monfter, Where's his Sting?

And where's thy Victory, boafting Grave?

THE Immense, th' Amazing Height, The boundless Grandeur of our Go», Who treads the Worlds beneath his Feet, And sways the Nations with his Nod !

II.

He speaks; and lo, all Nature shakes,
Heav'n's everlasting Pillars bow;

He rends the Clouds with hideous Cracks,
And fhoots his fiery Arrows through.

III.

Well, let the Nations ftart and fly
At the blue Lightning's horrid Glare,
Atheifts and Emperors fhrink and die,
When Flame and Noise torment the Air.

IV.

Let Noife and Flame confound the Skies,
And drown the spacious Realms below,
Yet will we fing the Thunderer's Praise,
And send our loud Hosannas through.