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All Fulness in the Lamb we view

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.II (1776) Lyrics: 1 All Fulness in the Lamb we view; To look beside him, Loss: He's only holy, just and true; All else is Dung and Dross. 2 There dwells in him, as stain'd with Blood, Jehovah's Pow'r and Name; Greatly, from everlasting, God, Yea, when the slaughter'd Lamb. 3 In him we know the holy Bride All gather'd into one; She looks out through his bleeding Side, With all her Beauties on. 4 In him we see God's Heav'n, our Earth, In perfect Peace agree: This gives our one new Man its Birth, And sets our Nature free. 5 His purg'd Humanity is ours, And in it now we prove A Seat above the heav'nly Pow'rs, Fix'd in the Father's Love. 6 New Heav'ns, new Earth, we now possess; Beulah, that blessed Field, Where dwells, eternal Righteousness; And God's our Sun and Shield. 7 Here's nothing hurtful to destroy; The holy Mountain's here; No Curse, nor Sin, us to annoy, No Torment, Guilt, or Fear. 8 Of Jesus we will never cease To sing as we began; In whom there dwells, in perfect Peace, God, and his darling Man. Scripture: Colossians 1:19 Languages: English

All is hush, the Battle's o'er!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XL (1776) Lyrics: 1 All is hush, the Battle's o'er! Darkness reigns in purple Gore; Each Intelligence intent Trembling waits the great Event. All are in Suspense - Here I'll stay, nor wander hence, 'Till the Day-spring from on High Speaks, who gain'd the Victory. 2 See the Gleam of Light appears! Combats now my Hope and Fears; Now the heav'nly Glory's come; O! who starts from yonder Tomb, Cover'd all with Blood, Pale and wounded? 'Tis my God! 'Tis the Man who conqu'ring fell, Dying, vanquish'd Death and Hell! 3 Heav'nly Laurels crown his Head! Sin, and Hell, and Death are dead; The old Serpent's Head is broke; Heav'n by Violence is took Hail! thou conq'ring Heart; Thou my new Creation art: Hail! my Flesh, and Bone, and Blood; Hail! myself, redeem'd to God. 4 In in him, and he in me, Perfect one in Mystery; With him, here, and as he is, Fully enter'd into Bliss: There shall I abide In my Nature purify'd: Here I enter perfect Rest: The Father's Praise, his King and Priest. Scripture: Ephesians 3:10 Languages: English

All over lovely is my Lord and God

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.VIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 All over lovely is my Lord and God, When nail'd on Calv'ry to a Cross of Wood; My Praise attends his Blood, his Name I'll bless, He is my Wisdom, Strength and Righteousness. 2 Deep Floods of everlasting Wrath and Grace, Strove which should deluge Man in Jusu's Face, Whilst bleeding Love, hung pleading on his Brow For Peace, and Pardon, to the Church below. 3 The Floods of Grace, now with tremendous Swell, Drowns all our Sin, and Curse, and Fear of Hell, Whilst from our bleeding God we still derive Our Peace, and in his Wounds we'll ever live. 4 On us distils his Merits, Blood and Grace; His wounded Form we'll yet by Faith embrace; It's here! We positively cry, my God And tremblingly with Joy we praise his Blood. 5 We in his Body our Election see, He with himself hath made us children free; Our elder Brother, (O the friendly Name!) Is God Almighty,yet the slaughter'd Lamb. 6 Praise, endless Praise to thee, O Christ, be giv'n; Praise, endless Praise to thee, thou King of Heav'n: Ere long thy Praise shall be our whole Employ, When thou, O Lamb, shall perfect all our Joy. Languages: English

All Things deliver'd are

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.I (1776) Lyrics: 1 All Things deliver'd are To Jesus, as the Son; Whilst we, in all Things, with him share, With him for-ever One. 2 We were the Father's Love; Us to his Son he gave; Where we his Life and Fulness prove, And in him Glory have. 3 To us he gave all Grace, In Christ, the Man divine; And we in him, before his Face, In perfect Beauty shine. 4 There's none can know the Son, Or witness who he is, But he who's with the Father one, His Love and Righteousness! 5 We in Perfection dwell, Where we the Father see; As one with him, we now can tell The Son's the Man that's free. 6 From Precept and Demand, Free from all Sin and Fear, Our Sonship shall in Jesus stand, Without our Toil or Care. 7 None but the Son, so blest, Can God as Father own; Until we are the Son confest, The Father is unknown. 8 O the amazing Grace We have in Jesus seen! The Glory of the Father's Face, Without a Veil between. 9 Now, perfected in God, His richest Grace we prove, The Way to which is Jesu's Blood, The Proof supreme of Love. Scripture: Matthew 11:27 Languages: English

All you who make the Law your Choice

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 All you who make the Law your Choice, Attend and hear its dreadful Voice, The Voice of Words, on Sinai heard, That Voice which Isr'el greatly fear'd; So fear'd as humbly to implore That they might hear its Sound no more. 2 Lightnings, with horrid Glare were seen, Tremendous Thunders roar'd between; Darkness, with Flames encircled round: The Trump of God, its awful Sound, Louder, and louder rent the Air, And smote their Hearts with deep Despair. 3 The trembling Multitude, they heard All that the Voice of Words declar'd; The Darkness, Fire, and Smoke they saw, The dreadful Pomp of Moses' Law, Who, whilst the Mountains base did shake, Most terribly did fear and quake. 4 I am the Lord, thy God, says he; Nor shalt thou worship ought but me: Nor to thyself shalt thou e'er make An Image, nor the Likeness take Of ought in Heav'n, or Earth below, With Rev'rence unto it to bow. 5 Thou shalt not take my Name in vain, Lest thou incur the guilty Stain: Remember keep the Sabbath-Day, Thou shalt not work, nor idly play: To Parents thou shalt Honour give, If in the Land thou log wouldst live. 6 Murder, never shlat thou do it: Nor vile Adultery commit: Thou shalt not steal: (my Statutes hear) Nor Witness falsely shalt thou bear: Thou shalt not covet, lusting in What is thy Neighbours; this is Sin. 7 Nor only keep from Win thine Hands; A Word, Desire, or Look offends; A Moment's Lust, the smallest Flaw, So fully breaks my holy Law, Tho' it be but in Heart conceiv'd, As ne'er by thee can be retriev'd. 8 Holy and just are God's Commands; Wo to the Man who e'er offends In one small Point, he on him draws The Curse of all the broken Laws; All join in one to damn the Wretch, Who's guilty of the smallest Breach. 9 In awful Truth hat God declar'd, The Sinner never can be spar'd; On his own Head shall be his Blood, Who trespasses against his God: The soul that sinneth, it shall die, Here and in Hell eternally. 10 Nor can they for their Sin atone; Their Sacrifices he'll have none; Nor will their Pray'rs nor Tears accept, Because his Laws they have not kept: Thus for their Sin, e'en for the first, They're irrevokably accurs'd. 11 The Law is holy, just, and true, And what it speaks, it speaks to you Who to be under it desire, And eagerly thereby aspire To everlasting Life and Bliss, Thro' Works of your own Righteousness. 12 But if the Gospel-Sound you'll choose, Nor him that speaks from Heav'n refuse, Prepare to hear the Tidings good Proclaim'd to Man by Jesu's Blood; Administred with Glory, more Than Sinai's Law which went before. 13 No dreadful Thunders roaring here, Nor blasting Lightnings, causing Fear; Nor Earthquake, Darkness, Smoak, nor Flame, Nor dreadful voice when Jesus came: But all was glorious, calm, serene, When God came down to dwell with Men. 14 From Heav'n the flaming Cherubs came, And sung on Earth with Tongues of Flame, Tidings of endless Joy to all The Sons of Adam great and small; How that bless'd Morn was born a Child, By whom the Law should be fulfill'd. 15 Under the Law, of Woman made, And, as of all his church, the Head; Perfect Obedience unto Blood, To yield the Law engag'd he stood; And all it Breaches to repair, By tasting Death, Hell, and Despair. 16 Divinely born, this wond'rous Child Was holy, harmless, undefil'd! The Law he perfectly obey'd, In Action, Word, nor Thought, e'er stray'd; But in the Law was his Delight, By doing good both Day and Night. 17 He knew no Sin, was free from Guile, Nor could the Tempter him defile: One God he serv'd in Righteousness: Nor bow'd to Creatures-Likenesses: His Name in vain he never took: Nor holy Sabbath ever broke. 18 Honour to Parents he did give; Nor ceas'd, whilst he on Earth did live: Quite free from Murder and Debate, Nor did his Soul his Brother hate: His Nature loath'd adult'rous Fire, Nor ever felt a base Desire. 19 He did not steal with Heart, nor Hand: Nor bearing Witness, falsely stand: No Evil of his Neighbour spake, Nor coveted with Lust to take Whatever was his Neighbour's Right, 'Twas always hateful in hs Sight. 20 But God, wtih all his Heart, he lov'd: His his whole Life and Practice prov'd: Next as himself, yea far above Himself he doth his Neighbour love. Does unto all Men what he would That they, in all their Doings, should. 21 The Law, thus pleas'd, demands, at last, Atonement for the Sin that's past: He undertook the Breach to heal, Our Sin, our Curse, our Hell, to feel: The full Extent of Punishment, For all that's Sin, he underwent. 22 All Chastisements by him were borne, Wounds, Blood, and Bruises him adorn; His Nerves all broken; gloomy Fears Rush on him; Blood, and Sweat, and Tears, Moist'ning the burning Sacrifice, Gratefully smoaking to the Skies. 23 Death-Pangs, with all the Pains of Hell, In dreadful Storms upon him fell: Nor may the finite Mind conceive; Nor dare the Infidel believe What unknown Torments Jesus felt; What Flames of Soul-devouring Guilt. 24 With unregarded Groans and Cries, Convulsive Struggles, dying Sighs; In Character of Sinners lost, He fainting, yielded up the Ghost: Death took him Pris'ner, him detain'd, Whilst the least Charge of Sin remain'd. 25 His holy Life, his Death and Smart; Tormented soul, and broken Heart; The holy Law, more magnify'd Than if a thousand Worlds had dy'd: O Love! in him the glor'ous God, Redeems his Church with his own Blood. 26 O glorious Truth, with Jesus one! To all he is, and all that's done By him, we've an undoubted Right, There holy in the Father's Sight: Mysterious Union! there is known His Person, Life, and Death our own. 27 Then, O my Soul, so longer fear Old Sinai's Thunders; joyful hear The Voice of Love, the Love of God, The voice of Jesu's richest Blood: Tho' thou, poor Soul, hast nought to give, The Blood of Jesus bids thee live. 28 Live; lo! he give his All to thee: Live now from Condemnation free; Live, since thou hast in Jesus dy'd; Live, Justice now is satisfy'd: For-ever live, he lives again; To all he is, urge still thy Claim. 29 O Lamb, whoe'er in thee believes, The Witness of the Truth receives: How thou, our Christ, our Joy, our Bliss, Art the full End of Righteousness, Of ev'ry Law: (O glorious Grace!) To guilty Adam's Sinner Race. 30 Hail, Saviour of the Body, hail! O'er all our Foes didst thou prevail; For-ever wear the glorious Wreath Of Vict'ry over Hell and Death: We see, with Joy divinely sweet, All conquer'd at thy bleeding Feet. Scripture: Galatians 4:25 Languages: English

Bless'd are the Eyes that see

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XCIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Bless'd are the Eyes that see; The Ears are bless'd that hear The Trumpet of the Jubilee, The great sabbatic year. 2 We plough, nor sow no more, Nor toil for living Bread; For we've a never failing Store, A Table plent'ous spread. 3 The Servant now is free; The hateful, heavy Yoke (That all might taste true Liberty) From ev'ry Neck is broke. 4 Th' Inheritance once sold, Which the poor Bankrupt mourns, To the true Owner without Gold, Or Price, it now returns. 5 O Jesus! ever blest, Thou art our Jubilee; Our Restoration, and our Rest, Is all, dear Lamb, in thee. 6 Thy Name, O bleeding King, Shall dwell on all our Tongues; And ev'ry Heart, inspir'd, shall sing Thy Praise in all their Songs. 7 Worthy the honour'd Name Of Jesus Christ, our Lord; He's God Almighty, and the Lamb, Eternally ador'd. Topics: After Preaching Languages: English

By Grace we know, to us it's clear

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 By Grace we know, to us it's clear, When Christ, our Saviour, shall appear, We shall be like him, O what Bliss! For we shall see him as he is. 2 When as he is we him descry, In Spirit's Light and Mystery; Unnumber'd Beauties in him shine, Beauties of God and Man divine: 3 Beauties of Holiness and Grace, Adorn our Saviour's lovely Face; Eternal Truth and Righteousness Doth he in Purity posess. 4 When as he is we him do see, From evy'r Spot and Wrinkle free: How glorious is the worthy Lamb! How venerable is his Name! 5 But, O what glorious Grace is this! That when we see him as he is, We see ourselves, and are assur'd That we are like our dearest Lord. 6 As we his mystic Fulness are, He gives us each a Member's Share In all his Grace: The favour'd Bride Is with his Likeness satisfy'd. 7 Jesus, enough, we're as thou art! With this great Truth we ne'er will part; Each Member here is as the Head, Each as its Lord is perfected. 8 But yet, as Crystals pure transmit Their Lustre whence they borrow it: From thee, O Christ, we all receive; To thee we all the Glory give. 9 What yet shall gloriously advance Our Joys, is thy Pre-eminence; 'Tis Heav'n to see thee wear the Crown, And prostrate at thy Feet fall down. Scripture: 1 John 3:2 Languages: English

By Jesu's Blood-shedding, I happiness gain

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XXV (1776) Lyrics: 1 By Jesu's Blood-shedding I Happiness gain, My Heart's ever pleading the Fruit of his Pain; The Blessings for-ever made over to me By my dying Saviour on the shameful Tree; How sweet the Relation, my Lord, and my god, Eternal Salvation I view in thy Blood. 2 Then thou my Soul venture on his Death and Smart, Into his Wounds enter and view his dear Heart; No more be thou grieving, oppress'd with thy sin, But live by believing where thou art made clean; Look up to thy Surety, and still in his Blood, Behold all thy Purity, Meetness for God. 3 Here would I live ever, 'tis here i am blest, The Wounds of the Saviour, is my perfect Rest; In Spirit here meeting the Friends of the Lamb, With heavenly Greeting we'll hail his dear Name, As one all agreeing to praise our Lord, God, And thank him for freeing our Souls by his Blood. Languages: English

Canaan promis'd is before

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.III (1776) Lyrics: 1 Canaan promis'd is before; Come let us forward go, Not the Ocean, nor its Roar, Nor the Egyptian Foe, May obstruct, when God commands; His Pow'r on our Behalf he shows: Move we forward to the Land, Where Milk and Honey flows. 2 Pharaoh's Hosts, our Flesh and Sence, Press hard upon our Rear; Vainly strive to cause Offence, Or make the Spirit fear: God prtects us in his Hand, Whilst Vengeance on his Foes he throws: Move we forward to the Land, Where Milk and Honey flows. 3 Roaring Floods clap Hands aloud, To drive us back again; Seas of Trials vastly crowd T' affright the Sons of men: Jesus bids us quiet stand, Whilst he his great Salvation shows: Move we forward to the Land, Where Milk and Honey flows. 4 Seas divide before our Face, And stand upon an Heap; Mighty Waters, by his Grace, Shrink from the fearful Deep: On we march at his Command, Nor dread the Power of our Foes: Move we forward to the Land, Where Milk and Honey flows. 5 Love, which God to us doth shew, Strikes the Egyptian dead; Floods, which give us Passage thro' Return upon their Head: Dead we see them on the Strand, Nor can they farther us pursue; We are in Immanuel's Land, Where Milk and honey flow. Scripture: Exodus 14:15 Languages: English

Christ, our Head's gone up on high

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXXIII (1776) Lyrics: Christ, our Head's gone up on High And we his Body are; All our Sorrows we'll lay by, And each distracting Care: Tho' we Satan's Darts may feel; Yet he can never strike us dead: He may bruise us on the Heel, But cannot reach our Head. Topics: After Preaching Languages: English

Christ's Birth and Circumcision too

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.XXXIV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Christ's Birth and Circumcision too, His Fasting and Temptations shew, His Agony and bloody Sweat, His wounded Heart and Torments great, His Blood, his Death, and all shall prove The Fulness of the Godhead-Love. 2 'Tis he who groans and cries aloud, And weeps, and sighs, and hangs in Blood; 'Tis as his Soul was put to Pain, And as he was most sharply slain; That he is worthy to unseal The Book of God, and all reveal. 3 Under this Form, we hear him preach, And, by his Wounds, his Brethren teach, And God is Love to favour'd Man, And was ere Worlds of Time began; His Being, Name, and Nature, Love: This calls us up to Worlds above. 4 Our Nature's Curse, our Sin and Pride, Are now destroy'd, and all beside, Which renders it unmeet for God; The Lamb hath purg'd us by his Blood: Our Happiness he always wills, And in us all his Joy fulfils. Scripture: Revelation 5:5-7 Languages: English

Come, ye Lovers of the Lamb

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XXVIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Come, ye Lovers of the Lamb, Praise the great Almighty Name; To your God your Songs begin, To the Lamb, your bleeding King. 2 Jesus, thee we Honours give; Live, Almighty Jesus, live; Thou hast penn'd our songs with Blood, Thee we hail, incarnate God. 3 We were laden once with Sin, But the Lamb hath made us clean; We, who once in Darkness lay, Now behold eternal Day. 4 Strangers once and far from God, Now brought Home by Jesu's Blood, Shining in our Wedding Dress, In the Lord, our Righteousness. 5 Poor, and low, we once did lie, Full of Wants, and sore oppress'd; Jesus now hat rais'd us high, All our Grievances redress'd. 6 Deeply sinking once in Hell, Without Hope, and without God; Now our Tongues can greatly tell, We are sav'd by Jesu's Blood. 7 Freely we are sav'd by Grace, Heart and Hand we this embrace; This Below fill ev'ry Tongue This Above is all the Song. 8 Praises still to Christ we sing, Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King; Th' living Waters in us flow, Glory is begun below. Languages: English

Comfort ye my, comfort ye my

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Comfort ye my, comfort ye my People, saith your God; comfortably speak ye to her, (Shout and Cry aloud); Tell her that her Warfare's o'er, Tell her that her vict'ry's sure; Sin, nor Wrath, nor second Death, Shall ne'er o'ertake her more. 2 Sin is pardon'd, sin is pardon'd God the Word did give; The most harden'd, the most harden'd Now shall hear and live: She receiv'd, to make her clean, (From his Hand for ev'ry Sin) Grace and Trouble, fully double; Joy ye Sons of Men! 3 Glorious Jesus, glorious Jesus, Thou art lifted high; That shall pleas us, that shall please us To Eternity: What these Tidings good contain, Thy dear Blood and Wounds explain: Never-ending Love! descending By thy Smart and Pain. 4 All our Warfare, all our Warfare Thou'st accomplish'd well; Bravely conquer'd bravely conquer'd Sin, and Death, and Hell: Thee we hail, thou King of Heav'n! Thou thy all to us hast giv'n; In thy Blood, our Lord and God, We find our holy Leav'n. 5 Thy Soul-Trouble, thy Soul-Trouble, Suff'ring in our Room, 's more than double, 's more than double Adam's awful Doom: All the Plenitude of Grace Fills thy sweet, thy lovely Face; More abounding, deeper sounding Than our sinful Case. 6 Thy Condition, thy Condition, Fully is our own; No Ambition, no Ambition This, but truly known; What the Members all may know: Living in their Head, they'll grow Up to this, the Source of Bliss, Where endless Comforts flow. 7 Holy Saviour, holy Saviour, Glorious is thy Name! Each Believer, each Believer, Sing, the bleeding Lamb: Ever may thy Glories shine! Worthy thou, the Lamb divine! Glorious Praise, Ancient of Days, Be ever, ever thine. Scripture: Isaiah 40:1-2 Languages: English

Could I of all Perfection boast

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXXIX (1776) Lyrics: 1 Could I of all Perfection boast, As pure as that which Adam lost, I'd sacrifice it to thy Blood, My Christ, my All, my only Good. 2 Were I as Abra'm, strong in Faith, And boldly stedfast unto Death; I'd bid my Faithfulness adieu, And Jesus only faithful view. 3 If I more meek than Moses were, Quite free from Anger, Strife, or Fear; Yet this I gladly would despise, And Jesu's Meekness only prize. 4 Was I as Job submissive, still Patient, resign'd in ev'ry Ill; Yet all should fade before his Cross, Compar'd with Him, it is but Dross. 5 If I was wise as Solomon, Like him with Zeal and Adour shone; Like him I'd vain and foolish see My Wisdom, Zeal, yea all but Thee. 6 Had I an Angel's Purity; Yea even this I would deny; Nor Good confess in Name or Thing, But Christ my Lord, my Life, my King. Topics: After Preaching Scripture: Job 9:21 Languages: English

Cry aloud, is the Command

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Cry aloud, is the Command; Spare not, be bold and free; Trumpet thro' a guilty Land, How they have err'd from me; 'Till their Sinfulness of Heart, And Practice, is to them declar'd; Jesus only can avert The Judgments that's prepar'd. 2 Yet they daily seek my Face, With much profess'd Delight; As a Nation rich in Grace, And righteous in his Sight; Truth and Justice they would have, Seem pleas'd in their Approach to God; Jesus only can us save, By his own precious Blood. 3 Wherefore do we fast, say they, Yet thou dost not regard? Wherefore sanctify a Day, And yet thou hast not heard? 'Cause herein you Pleasure find, As such who merit future Bliss: Jesus only was design'd To be our Righteousness. 4 Lo! ye fast for foul Debate, With wicked Fist to smite; Still retaining Strife and Hate, Nor cease from cruel Spite: Ye shall not fast, on this Day, To make your voice be heard on high: Jesus only is the Way, If you'll to God draw nigh. 5 Have I chose such Fasts as these, Or ever this allow'd That your Troubles me appease, Tho' like a Bull-rush bow'd? Yet wilt thou call this a Fast, A Day accepted of your God? Jesus is our First and Last, The Sum of all our Good. Scripture: Isaiah 5:8 Languages: English

Daughters of Jerusalem

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LXXI (1776) Lyrics: 1 Daughters of Jerusalem, If you find my well-belov'd, Strongly represent my Flame; Tell him how my Heart is vom'; Sick of Love, I, panting, lie: O! bid him haste, or else I die. 2 What is this Belov'd of thine, O thou fairest among Women? What Perfections in him shine? Say why thou conclud'st there's no Man Beautiful and true as he? O! why this solemn Charge from thee. 3 My Belov'd is white as Snow, Ruddy as the new-blown Roses; Th; White his Deity doth show, Th' Red his human Form supposes; From each Spot and Blemish free, O chief among ten Thousand he! 4 His Head is as the finest Gold, His bushy Locks black as a Raven; His Worth and Wisdom still untold In our Songs, here, or in Heav'n: Once with Thorns, crown'd now with Pow'r; O he's the Man whom I adore! 5 His Eyes are as the Eyes of Doves, Innocent, chaste, strong, and piercing, Darting on me richest Loves; His Heart's Language still rehearsing; Their Omniscience guards my Ways; O how attracting are his Eyes! 6 His Cheeks are as the spicy Bed, Sweeter than the sweetest Flowers, Of a lovely crimson Red; Perfect Beauties, strongest Powers, Clust'ring in his Face are seen: O fairest of the Sons of Men! 7 His Lips, like Lilies, kindly give Words as Myrrh, most sweetly smelling; words, whereon his Children live, Angel's Harmony excelling; When Love's Silence first he brake, O Heav'n was in the Word he spake! 8 His Legs, as Marble Pillars, stand On find Gold, of long Duration, Shews his Strength and high Command: Man in God, the sure Foundation; Bears eternal Government; O in his Love is true Content! 9 His Count'nance more glorious is Than Lebanon's tallest Cedar; Majestic more than all its Trees, 'Mongst all Beauties he's the Leader; The Creation is too low, O my Belov'd, thy worth to show! 10 O how beauteous is his Mouth! Sweetest Heav'n is in his Kisses; Always speaking Words of Truth, Promising ten thousand Blisses; I, his gracious Words believe: O he ne'er will nor can deceive! 11 He's beyond Description fair, Sweet, and lovely all together; All Relations in him are, Bridegroom, Brother, Husband, Father, Wonderful this Man divine! O all Perfections in him shine! 12 O! ye Daughters, this is he, This my Friend, and well-belov'd; Could you but his Glory see, Soon my choice would be approv'd; Won, like me, by conq'ring Love, O ye my Flame would quickly prove. Scripture: Song of Solomon 5:9 Languages: English

Dear Lamb! thy humbled State we sing

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.IV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dear Lamb! thy humbled State we sing, Thy name, thy Wounds and Blood we praise; We own thee, Infant God, our King, And to thy Throne our Hearts we raise. 2 Dear holy Child, we sing the Birth Of him conceiv'd in Holiness; Where God our Maker took our Earth, Our Curse and all our Helplessness. 3 Thy first Blood-shedding hath us seal'd, In Peace and Covenant with God, From fleshly Filth and Shame, now heal'd By holy Circumcision-Blood. 4 Thou God of Love, yet growing Youth, Subject to Creature-Parents Thou; Thy humble Steps, eternal Truth, Make us admire, and, wond'ring, bow. 5 Poor Man, despised Nazarene, With sweating Brow thou earn'dst thy Bread; Great God! thy Glories were unseen, And from the Eyes of Mortals hid. 6 Humbled in Poverty and Pain, Temptation sore, Contempt and Scorn, That Curse of ours for to sustain, Was the eternal Father born. 7 Empty'd of all, but tort'ring Smart; His Honour and his Judgment lost: Deep, unknown Sorrows fill'd his Heart, His Soul with fierce Temptations tost. 8 By this, the everlasting Grace, And Nature-Love of God appears; By this we see the Father's Face, Where lost are all our Sins and Fears. Scripture: Acts 8:33 Languages: English

Dear Shepherd, see thy Flock here met

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.III (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dear Shepherd, see thy Flock here met, Before thy pierced Feet to bow; To praise thy wounds, thy Blood and Sweat, Thro' which eternal Love did flow. 2 Thou art with us where e'er we meet; Nor wilt thou leave us, holy Lamb: We find a Calm, a bless'd Retreat Beneath the Cov'ring of thy Name. 3 Great Mercies thou to us hast shewn, Since first we knew that we were thine; Since first thou mark'd us for thy own, With Grace and Righteousness divine. 4 Seal'd for thine own we surely are; Thy spirit, Lord, our Witness is; Nor can we fall from Jesus far, For he is Love and Tenderness. 5 There's none can pluck us from his Hand, Inclos'd by Grace on ev'ry Side; His Oath, his Promise firmly stand, We ever shall with him abide! 6 He never will himself deny; Nor could he die for Man in vain: How then shall God in Wrath destroy, The Souls for whom the Lamb was slain. 7 The countless Price he paid for us, Exempts us from the Iron Rod: His Life, his Death, his Blood and Cross, Hath reconcil'd us all to God. Languages: English

Dearest, holy, wounded Lamb!

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #II.XVIII (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dearest, holy, wounded Lamb! Thou art still my constant Lover; At thy Feet I blush with Shame, When thy Beauties I discover; There I die and live again, Here I Life divine obtain. 2 In thy Wounds I shall abide; There I find my great Salvation; There defy the swelling Tide, And the Strength of each Temptation; Deep inlaid in Jesu's Heart, He with me can never part. 3 O! his Grace and Love, how free! Everlasting and unchanging; Strange its Influence on me, Pow'rfully my Heart estranging From all, but the Man who dy'd, None but Jesus crucify'd. 4 Can it be that I should prove These thy Riches, O my Saviour, Live in thee, the Source of Love, There redeem'd and blest for-ever? Sure thy Grace, my God, is free, Else it ne'er had favour'd me. Languages: English

Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen

Hymnal: CHPS1776 #I.LIV (1776) Lyrics: 1 Dearest Jesus, tho' unseen, My believing Heart must love thee; Poor, despised Nazarene, A kind and constant Friend I prove thee; Sinking in thy balmy Name, O, how I love my dearest Lamb. 2 Night and Day I vent my Sighs, Languishing to see my Saviour: With warm Heart and wond'ring Eyes, I's view my dying God for-ever: Here I always would abide; O, this I choose and nought beside! 3 Like the widow'd Turtle-Dove, I, dear, lovely Man, adore thee; Pants my Soul quite faint with Love, Singing, "O my Love, restore me "To thy Presence, sweet and free; "O. how I long to be with thee!" 4 O'er the Hills I see him come, Swift as darts the piercing Lightning, Scatters all my horrid Gloom; All my Joys are quick and brightning: Welcome, welcome, dearest Lamb; O, how his Presence feeds my Flame! 5 Praise shall my glad Lips employ, Praise shall all my Pow'rs enliven, To the Fountain of my Joy, Jesus, Prince of Earth and Heaven: He is mine, and I am his; O, he's my Glory and my Bliss! Scripture: Song of Solomon 3:1 Languages: English

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