Ver. Yet made himself of no repute,

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A mortal likeness wore;

And cloth'd in human nature's fuit,

A fervant's form he bore.

8 Thus ev'n his manhood he deprefs'd,
Nor made his Godhead fhine;
But vail'd his glory, and abas'd
His majefty divine...

To bear our guilt, exceeding grofs,
He stoop'd exceeding low;
Submifs to death, ev'n on the cross,
In all its fhame and wo.
9 God therefore hath exalted him,
Above the starry frame;

And giv'n him, on his throne fublime,
A name 'bove ev'ry name :
10 That at his name fhould ev'ry knee
Bow down, and none rebel;
But own his awful, fway to be

O'er heav'n, and earth, and hell.
II That ev'ry tongue confefs and blaze,
That Jefus Chrift is Lord:
And thus, to God the Father's praise,
The Son may be ador'd.

SONG XIII.

Juftification by Faith alone in CHRIST's Righteousness.

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Phil. iii. 7, 8, 9.

ORD, through thy grace, I'll boaft no more

In duties I have done;

I quit the hopes I held before;

And only trust thy Son.

What was my gain, I for his name,

Do now account my lofs:

My former glory is my fhame,

I nail it to his crofs.

8 Yea, doubtlefs, I all things efteem
But lofs for Jefus' fake,

That fo I may, while found in him,
His righteoufuefs partake.

Ver. The choiceft fervice of my hands.
9 Dares not to face thy throne ;
But faith, to answer thy demands,
Can plead what Chrift has done.

PAUL'S Doxology, or Thanksgiving, for faving Mercy. 1 Tim. i. 15, 16, 17.

15 BOTH true and good, this word of grace

Demands a firm belief,

"Chrift came to fave a finning race,"

Of whom I am the chief.

16 In me he did a pattern give
Of mercy, rich and rife,

To finners great, that fhould believe
To everlasting life.

17 Now, unto this eternal One,
The King that never dies,
That is invifible, unknown,
Unseen by mortal eyes.

To God, the only wife, be giv'n
What doth to him pertain,

All glorious praife, in earth and heav'n,
For ever and Amen.

The great Gofpel-Myftery. 1 Tim. iii. 16.

THE myflery of Godliness

Is doubtlefs very great,

God manifefted in the flesh,
To blefs the humble ftate.

God in the Spirit justify'd,

To fhew he was involv'd
In juftice' fcore, as bail, inftead
Of these he'll have abfolv'd.

God feen of angels, wrapt in flesh,
And wafted up to glore,

To feaft their eyes with wonders fresh
In him they all adore.

Ver. God preach'd to Gentiles Heav'n's glad news,
To earth's long banish'd race,
Defpifed Geeks, with fav'rite Jews,

Now equaliz'd by grace.

God-man believ'd on in the world,
Who far from God did roam;
And grace's conqu'ring chariot hurl'd
Around to bring him home.

God-man received up to glore,

From thence to fend the Dove,
To fhew and feal the hidden ftore,
The mysteries of love.

A Song of Praife to Gọv, as a powerful, immortal,
and invifible Being.
1 Tim. vi. 15, 16.

UR God, the ever-bleffed One,

15 OUR

The only Potentate,

Is King of kings, and Lord of lords,
In mightipels and state:

16 Who only, in and of himfelf,

Hath immortality;

Who dwells in light to which no man

Is able to come nigh.

['Tis far beyond blind mortal eyes
To fee his bright abode;
Beyond created minds to glance,
A thought half way to God.

Infinite leagues beyond the heav'ns
Th' Eternal reigns alone:
Nor human minds, nor finite wings,
Can mount the toplefs throne.]
Th' invifible, whom none has feen,
Nor eyes of flesh can fee,

Yet loy'd and much ador'd has been,
And fhall for ever be.

To him let us and ev'ry tribe

Of faints and angels then,
The highest honour fill afcribe,
And endless pow'r, Amen.

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SONG XVII.

PAUL'S departing Song. 2 Tim. iv. 7, 8. L6, 17,18.

SECT. I.

A Saint prepared to die, and affured of Heaven.

7 NOW, my departure is at hand :
I've wag'd a warfare good;

Finish'd my courfe; and to the end,
In Christ, hath faithful ftood.

8 Hence, when he comes, there is for me
Laid up a crown of blifs;
With which, by his donation free,
He then my head will grace.
Nor will the righteous Judge alone
To me this praife convey,.
But to them all that love and long
For his approaching day.

SECT. II. Experience of divine Aid, improved for
Strengthening Faith. Ver. 16, 17, 18.

16 In ftraits all men deferted me,

But Jefus by me ftood,

17 Both in my work and war to be My help and fortitude.

18 And now the Lord fhall me fecure
From ev'ry ill defign,

And to his heav'nly kingdom fure
Preferve this foul of mine.

God is in Chrift my conftant aid;

Hell then fhall rage in vain.

To him be higheft glory paid,
And endless praife, Amen.

The Steady Promife; or, the fure Ground of the
Believer's Faith. Heb. vi. 17, 18, 19.

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FT earth, and hell, and fin have strove,
To rend my foul from God;

But everlafting is his love,

Seal'd with his Darling's blood.

Ver. The oath and promife of the Lord
Join to confirm his grace;

Eternal pow'r performs the word,
And brings the ftrong folace.
Amidst temptations, fharp and long,
I to this refuge flee:

Hope is my anchor, firm and ftrong,
When ftorms enrage the fea.
The gofpel bears my fpirit up;
The never-changing God

Lays, for my triple ground of hope,

The word, the cath, the blood.

A Song to the God of Peace and Grace. Heb. xiii. 20, 21. SECT. I. Of Peace and Reconciliation.

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HE God of peace, whose mighty love
To life reltores the dead,

His pow'r to quicken us did prove,
By raifing up cr Head;

Our glorious Lord, the Shepherd great
Of all his Father's fheep,

Him brought he victor from the gate
Of death's devouring deep:

Brought thro' the blood, that bought the bliss
Of life, and thus reveal'd

How mercy reigns through righteousness,
How God is reconcil'd.

The blood that fatisfaction gave

To juftice moft condign,
Did from the prison of the grave

Our Surety juftly bring:

Whofe blood is by an antient grant,

(That faith might never fail,) Of th' everlasting covenant,

The everlasting feal.

SECT. II. Of Grace and Sanctification.

21 Now, may the God, that made the peace, Make us fo perfect too,

In ev'ry work of holinefs,

That we his will may do.