1 When the chosen tribes debated
'Gainst their God, as hardly treated,
And complain'd their hopes were spilt;
God, for murm'ring to requite them,
Fiery serpents sent to bite them.
Lively type of deadly guilt.
2 Stung by these they soon repented:
And their God as soon relented.
Moses pray'd: He answer gave.
"Serpents were the beasts that strike them,
"Make of brass, a serpent like them,
"That’s the way I chuse to save."
3 Vain was bandage, oil or plaster:
Rankling venom kill'd the faster;
Till the serpent Moses took,
Rear'd it high, that all might view it,
Bid the bitten look up to it:
Life attended ev'ry look.
4 Jesus thus, for sinners smitten,
Wounded, bruised, serpent-bitten,
To his cross directs their faith.
Why should I then poison cherish?
Why despair of care, and perish?
Look, my soul, tho' stung to death.
5 Thine’s (alas!) a lost condition.
Works cannot work thee remission:
Nor thy goodness do thee good.
Death’s within thee, all about thee;
But the remedy‘s without thee;
See it in thy Saviour’s blood.
6 See the Lord of glory dying!
See him gasping! Hear him crying!
See his burden'd bosom heave!
Look, ye sinners, ye that hung him;
Look, how deep your sins have stung him;
Dying sinners, look, and live.
Hart, Joseph, was born in London in 1712. His early life is involved in obscurity. His education was fairly good; and from the testimony of his brother-in-law, and successor in the ministry in Jewin Street, the Rev. John Hughes, "his civil calling was" for some time "that of a teacher of the learned languages." His early life, according to his own Experience which he prefaced to his Hymns, was a curious mixture of loose conduct, serious conviction of sin, and endeavours after amendment of life, and not until Whitsuntide, 1757, did he realize a permanent change, which was brought about mainly through his attending divine service at the Moravian Chapel, in Fetter Lane, London, and hearing a sermon on Rev. iii. 10. During the next two years ma… Go to person page >