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Now are we Sons of God!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Now are we Sons of God! Nor doth it yet appear, What Heights of Bliss, thro' Jesu's Blood, For us prepared are. 2 This we already know, When Christ, our Righteousness, Shall shew himself to Men below, We shall be as he is. 3 Yea, in this World are we, As Jesus is above; As him, from Sin and Satan free, As perfected in Love. 4 Invisible are we To this blind World below; There's none but such who Jesus see, Can us discern or know. 5 All that which doth appear Of us, or can be known, By Reason's Eye, to Mortals here, We utterly disown. 6 We call it Dung and Dross, The Man from whom we cease; To own it ours, is Pain and Loss, And saps the Christian's Peace. 7 Jesus alone we own, And nothing know beside; In him, as free from Sin, we're known, His pure and holy Bride. 8 In him we now confess, We are the Lord's Delight, His Rest, his Joy and Righteousness, All glorious in his Sight. 9 We are as we would be; Nor have we yet to choose; As Christ the Son, we're ever free, Nor can that Sonship lose. Scripture: John 3:2 Languages: English

Now doth the Truth appear

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXX (1776) Lyrics: 1 Now doth the Truth appear, Our dear prophetic Lord, Of what thou didst declare In thine unerring Word; The awful Signs, by thee foretold, Of thine Approach, we now behold. 2 Nations are in Distress, Striving, by Force and Fraud, Each other to oppress; Yet their own Ways applaud: In divers Places Earthquakes are, Mens Hearts are failing them for Fear. 3 The Gods of Earth, their Jars Occasions fierce Debate; Contests and bloody Wars Proclaim their mut'al Hate; Whilst mutt'ring Rumour now declares, How all the World for War prepares. 4 Redeemer, thou wilt come, (Those Signs point out thy Way) To bring thy Children Home, We wait the glor'ous Day: 'Till then we calmly rest in thee, From Dread of each ill-boding free. 5 We praise thee, dearest Lord; Now will we hopeless grieve; Instructed by thy Word, Rejoicing we believe, That all Things work, thro' Jesu's Blood, Now, and for-ever for our Good. 6 Our dearest Bridegroom lives! And all our Need supplies; Himself our Food he gives, Eat, my Belov'd, he cries: His Love is our divine Repast! O! how then can his children fast. 7 If thou art tak'n away, Lo! then thy Children fast: But if thou with us stay, We've a contin'al Feast: All other Food our Souls despise, But thee, our Lamb and Sacrifice. 8 We'll fast from all but thee; Thy Flesh is Meat indeed; To drink thy Blood we're free: On this alone we feed! Pleas'd with this Food, most holy Lamb, We eat and drink, and bless thy Name. Scripture: Mark 2:19-20 Languages: English

Now is Jesus, now is Jesus

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XIV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Now is Jesus, now is Jesus, Risen from the Dead; Love, to seize us, Love, to seize us, In the Lamb, our Head: Caught us sinking under Sin, Took our Curse and Nature in, To its Off'ring, that by suff'ring, It might make us clean. 2 God in Fashion, God in Fashion, Like to fallen Man; By his Passion, by his Passion, Finished the Plan; Which eternal Mercy laid, Which eternal Love decreed, That the Bride, thus purified, Should from all Sin be Freed. 3 Thus our Maker, thus our Maker, Our Creator, God, Was Partaker, was Partaker, Of our Flesh and Blood: He became our Nature's Pride, And, as all our Sin, he dy'd; As our old Man, as our old Man, He was crucify'd. 4 Then he finish'd, then he finish'd, All our deep Distress; Then replenish'd, then replenish'd, Man with Righteousness: In his Body Sin lay dead, With each Sorrow which it bred, Accusation, Condemnation, Spread their Wings and fled. 5 Old Things now are, old Things now are, Passed all away; That his Power, that his Power, He might thus display: In a new Creation pure, From all Sin and Spoil secure, This erected, stands perfected, On Foundation Sure. 6 See it rising, see it rising, Glorious to our View; Most surprising, most surprising, All Things here are new: As rose Jesus from the Grave, Such the Purity we have; Sin is dead, and Care is fled, The son's no more a Slave. Scripture: 1 Corinthians 15:20 Languages: English

Now shall our Tongues with Rapture tell

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Now shall our Tongues with Rapture tell, How Jesus conquer'd Death and Hell, When on the Cross he dy'd: His Spoil we are he'll not deny, But own us to Eternity As his lov'd, chosen Bride. 2 His Mystery, his Death and Blood, Hath reconcil'd us all to God; His Glory hides our Shame: Whilst Christ is God's beloved Son, We live with him for-ever one, In Sonship, Grace and Name. 3 That he might equitably bleed He took upon him Abra'm's Seed, Then to the Altar went; Whilst in this Lamb to slaughter led, The Sinner bare on his own Head His Sin and Punishment. 4 Nor will he us in Trials leave, But still is with us strong to save, Whilst we on Earth remain: In him our Life, our all is found;' Than Sin, his Grace did more abound, Reveal'd when he was slain. 5 How rich the Love, dear God, that we Should be belov'd, belov'd by thee, And sav'd from all our Shame: With Joy we'll praise thee till we die, And after Death eternally Adore thy balmy Name. Languages: English

Now the Lamb ascends on high

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XXI (1776) Lyrics: 1 Now the Lamb ascends on high, Behold him, Sons of God, Captive led Captivity, All conquer'd by his Blood: With him, we are risen too, In him, from ev'ry Charge set free; In our risen Christ we view Our endless Liberty. 2 Jesus is gone up on High, Ye Sons of Adam hear; Why will you despair and die In all your Sin and Fear: Gifts of Glory he receives, That God, your God, might dwell with you, And whoe'er in him believes, Shall find the Record true. 3 God's gone up with merry Noise, And with the Trumpet's Sound; Hence our high, triumphant Joys Shall evermore abound: Tho' rebellious once, deceiv'd, Yet now our Tongues can greatly tell, Jesus hath that Gift receiv'd, Of God, with us to dwell. 4 Our dear Lord's gone up on High, Bur first he greatly stood Th' Object of our Misery, Resisting Sin to Blood. In our Nature, Person, Name, Was Jesus, by the Law, arraign'd, Bearing all our Curse and Shame, As long as ought remain'd. 5 Now our Life's gone up on High, Each Babe in Zion knows How that God did justify His Church, when Jesus rose; Press we now then to attain The Resurrection of the Dead, Where the Members born again Are perfect as the Head. Languages: English

O Christ! O Love divine!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXIV (1776) Lyrics: 1 O Christ! O Love divine! How wonderful art thou! What heavenly Beauties in thee shine! What Mercies from thee flow! 2 Lo! thou art all we need, To make us truly blest; Thy Worshippers are all agreed, Thou art the Sinner's Rest. 3 When blows the stormy Wind, The Rage of Man or Hell, A Hiding-Place in thee we find, shelter'd in Peace we dwell. 4 When Satan, Sin, and Law, Do fiercely all unite; Most fearfully on us to draw A dark, tempestuous Night. 5 When Thunders roar aloud Thro' the distermper'd Sky; Like Lightnings from the sulph'rous cloud, When dreadful Curses fly. 6 Despairing, guilty Fears, In fiery Tempests roll, And when the second Death appears To fright the trembling soul. 7 By Faith in thee, made bold, We smile when Tempests fall; Thou art the Man, promis'd of old, To cover us from all. Scripture: Isaiah 32:2 Languages: English

O holy Emman'el! thy Myst'ry divine

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XVIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 O holy Emman'el! thy Myst'ry divine, From Glory to Glory, on Zion shall shine, The Myst'ry of God espous'd to a Worm, Who neither had Merit, nor beautiful Form; Yet rais'd to the Bosom of God, the Supreme, She sings she is like him, yet does not blaspheme. 2 O lovely Emman'el! illustrious thy Grace! The Beauties of Holiness shine in thy Face: Triumphant in bliss, our Nature we spy, And we, in that nature, join'd to the most High: The Image express of the Substance of God; His Brightness appearing by Water and Blood. 3 O sacred Emman'el! our Glory, our Joy; In mut'al Embraces, which never shall cloy, The Bridegroom and Bride, our Maker and we, Perpetually live, as united in thee; Consummate Salvation, reveal'd in thy Blood, In thee we possess, with the Fulness of God. 4 O glorious Emman'el! Jehovah with Man! With us is God present; (amazing the Plan!) Perfection of Joy we now understand, Whilst Rivers of Pleasures flow at his Right Hand: We stand, when no higher our Notes we can raise, In Silence, expressive of Wonder and Praise. Scripture: Matthew 1:23 Languages: English

O! how doth God our Souls surprise

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XV (1776) Lyrics: 1 O! how doth God our souls surprise, When he our conscience doth baptize Into the holy Nature; Where, free from all Offence and blame, We now possess in Christ the Lamb, The Fulness of his Stature. No free Are we And shall ever, In our Saviour, Stand perfected; With him to this Grace elected. 2 Free from all consciousness of Sin, We live where none can enter in; This when in Heart believed; Our Conscience answers towards God, As free from Sin, thro' Jesu's Blood, Nor can we be deceived: For he And we, In one Body, White and ruddy, Are compleated: In the Father's Glory seated. 3 Salvation now in us is wrought; Now is there one uneasy Thought, By which our Peace is spoiled: Baptiz'd into the Saviour's Name, Our Conscience answers to the Lamb, Who ne'er can be defiled. Now blest We rest From what vexes And perplexes; We are fully In and as in Jesus holy. Scripture: Galatians 3:27 Languages: English

O Lamb, my Lord, my God, my King

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.II (1776) Lyrics: 1 O Lamb, my Lord, my God, my King, I could for-ever speak of thee! Thy Suff'rings, and thy Conquests sing, O! the dear Lamb, who dy'd for me. 2 What Suff'rings didst not thou sustain! From hellish Chains my soul to free; What Horrors, Grief, and unknown Pain! O! the dear Lamb, who felt for me. 3 At Supper with thy Family, Strange, hellish Pains caught hold on thee; Them the important Hour drew nigh, That my dear Lamb should die for me. 4 When to the Garden he withdrew, How sore amaz'd and griev'd was he, Beyond what Mortals ever knew; O! that dear Lamb, who griev'd for me. 5 Prostrate himself he humbly lays; Great ruddy Drops of Sweat I see Fall from him, whilst he weeps and prays; O! that dear Lamb, who pray'd for me. 6 They buffeted my Lord and God; Yea, on thy Cheek, O Christ, smote thee The Judge of Isr'el, with a Rod; O! that dear Lamb, thus smote for me. 7 Reviled, scourg'd, spit on, abus'd, Condemn'd to the accursed Tree, Of all that's vile and base accus'd; O! that dear Lamb, accus'd for me. 8 The Cross they on his Shoulders lay; To bear the same the Lamb was free, Until, oppress'd, he faints away; O! the dear Lamb, who faints for me. 9 They nail'd him to the fatal Wood; His pierced Hands and Feet I see; From ev'ry Wound fresh Streams of Blood; O! the dear Lamb, who bled for me. 10 They lift him high upon the Cross, Naked in Blood, that all might see; Whilst Angels gaze, and bow, and blush; O! that dear Lamb, accurs'd for me. 11 'Tis finish'd, cry'd the Lamb of God, Then dy'd to set his Children free; Salvation's finish'd, cries his Blood; O! that dear Lamb, who dy'd for me. 12 Down thro' the Shades of Death he goes His Enemies all conquer'd flee; Triumphant over all his foes; O! that dear Lamb, did all for me. 13 With Warriors Scars, deep Wounds and Blood, Rais'd from the Dead again I see My everlasting Lord and God, That dearest Lamb, who dy'd for me. 14 O! worthy Lamb, I'll thee adore, Let Adam's Offpsring all agree To praise the Lamb who dies no more, But lives to bless both them and me. Languages: English

O Love! what a Secret to Mortals thou art!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XVI (1776) Lyrics: 1 O Love! what a Secret to Mortals thou art! 'Tis God's deep Eternity, Nature and Heart: The witnessing Dove confirms this high Plan, And likewise his Word and his Dealings with Man; The Sorrows of Jesus, his Torment and Pain, Has left no Foundation for doubting again. 2 O Love! how mysterious and boundless art thou! Thy Date and thy Measure unlimited flow: This Jesus reveals with Evidence strong; It gladdens my Heart, and inspires my Song With Praise to my Saviour, my Lord and my God, Whose Love is my Glory, as view'd in his Blood. 3 O Love! what a Gath'ring of souls thou hast made! All into one Fountain, one Body, one Head; Where they wer preserv'd thy own, thro' the Fall, The Fulness of Jesus, who fills all in all: Close in her Pavilion, the Darling, the Bride, Lay hid in her Husband, till born from his Side. 4 O Love! what a Bridegroom of Honour and Trust! The Fulness of Heaven hath married my Dust; He humbled himself to cleave to his Wife, In all her Distress and her Sorrows of Life; With her was he number'd amongst the Unclean, Nor yet could he loathe her, nor Jar come between. 5 O Love! what a Husband thy Care did provide! Descending from Glory in Search of thy Bride; Her Substance conceived, thy Body was she, Incarnate in her, and she then was in thee; In th' Womb of the Virgin, the Twain was made one, Whence God, our Creator, was born a poor Man. Scripture: John 4:16 Languages: English