Still look to him with longing eyes,

Though both thine eyes fhould fail;
Cry, and at length, though not thy cries,
Thy Husband fhall prevail.

Still hope for favour at his hand,
Though favour don't appear;
When help feems moft aloof to stand,
Thy Husband's then most near.
In cafes hoplefs-like, faint hopes
May fail, and fears annoy;
But moft when ftript of earthly props,
Thy Husband thou'lt enjoy.
If providence the promise thwart,
And yet thy humbled mind
'Gainst hope believes in hope †, thou art
Thy Husband's dearest friend.

Art thou a weakling, poor and faint,
In jeopardy each hour?

Let not thy weakness move thy plaint,

Thy Husband has the pow'r.

Dread not the foes that foil'd thee long,

Will ruin thee at length:

When thou art weak, then art thou ftrong;
Thy Husband is thy ftrength.
When foes are mighty, many too,
Don't fear, nor quit the field;
"Tis not with thee they have to do,
Thy Husband is thy fhield.
"Tis hard to fight against an hoft,
Or ftrive against the stream;
But lo! when all feems to be loft,
Thy Husband will redeem.

+ Rom. vi. 18

SECT. VI.

BENEFITS accruing to Believers, from the offices, names, natures, and fufferings of CHRIST.

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RT thou by lufts a captive led,
Which breeds the deepeft grief?
To ranfom captives is his trade,
Thy Husband's thy relief.

His precious name is JESUS, why?
Because he faves from fin*?
Redemption-right he won't deny,
Thy Husband's near of kin.

His wounds have fav'd thee once from woes,
His blood from vengeance fcreen'd;
When heav'n, and earth, and hell were foes,
Thy Husband was a friend :

And will thy Captain now look on,
And fee thee trampled down;

When, lo! thy Champion has the throne,
Thy Hubsand wears the crown.

Yield not, though cunning Satan bribe

Or like a lion roar?

The Lion ftrong of Judah's tribe,
Thy Husband's to the fore.
And that he never will forfake ‡,

His credit fair he pawn'd;
In hottest broils, then, courage take,
Thy Husband's at thy hand.

No ftorm needs drive thee to a ftrait,

Who doft his aid invoke:

Fierce winds may blow, proud waves may beat; Thy Husband is the rock.

* Matth. i 21. + Heb. xiii. 5.

Renounce thine own ability,
Lean to his promis'd might;

The ftrength of Ifra'l cannot lie,
Thy Husband's pow'r is plight.

An awful truth does here prefent,
Whoever think it odd;

In him thou art omnipotent,
Thy Husband is a God.
JEHOVAH'S ftrength is in thy Head,
Which faith may boldy scan;
God in thy nature does refide,
Thy Husband is a man.
Thy flesh is his, his Spirit thine;
And that you both art one,
One body, fpirit, temple, vine,
Thy Husband deigns to own.
Kind he affum'd thy flesh and blood
This union to purfue;

And without fhame his brotherhood
Thy Hufband does avow,

He bore the cross thy crown to win,
His blood he freely fpilt;
The holy One affuming fin,

Thy Husband bore the guilt.
Lo! what a bless'd exchange is this!
What wisdom fhines therein !
That thou mightft be made righteoufnefs
Thy Husband was made fin*.
The God of joy a man of grief,
Thy forrows to difcufs;

Pure innocence hang'd as a thief:
Thy Hufband lov'd thee thus.

Bright beauty had his visage marr'd
His comely form abus'd.

z Cor. v. 21.

True reft was from all reft debarr'd,
Thy Hufband's heel was bruis'd.
The God of bleffing was a curse,
The Lord of lords a drudge,
The heir of all things poor in purse :
Thy Husband did not grudge.
The Judge of all condemned was,
The God immortal flain:
No favour, in thy woful cause
Thy Hufband did obtain.

CHRIST's Sufferings further improved; and Believers called to live by faith, both when they have and want fenfible influences.

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OUD praises fing, without furceafe,
To him that frankly came,

And gave his foul a facrifice;

Thy Husband was a Lamb.

What waken'd vengeance could denounce,
All round him did befet;

And never left his foul, till once
Thy Husband paid the debt.

And though new debt thou ftill contract,

and run in deep arrears;

Yet all thy burdens on his back

Thy Husband always bears.

Thy judge will ne'er demand of thee

Two payments for one debt;

Thee with one victim wholly free

Thy Husband kindly fet.

That no grim vengeance might thee meet,
Thy Husband met with all;

And, that thy foul might drink the fweet,

Thy Husband drank the gall.

Ful breasts of joy he loves t' extend
Like to a kindly nurse;

And, that thy blifs might full be gain'd,

Thy Husband was a curfe.
Thy fins he gla'd unto the tree,
His blood this virtue hath;
For, that thy heart to fin might die,
Thy Husband fuffer'd death.
To purchase fully all thy good,
All evil him befel ;

To win thy heav'n with streams of blood,
Thy Husband quenched hell.
That this kind DAYS-MAN in one band
Might God and man betroth,

He on both parties lays his hand,

Thy Husband pleafes both.

The blood that could ftern juftice please, and law-demands fulfil,

Can alfo guilty confcience eafe;

Thy Husband clears the bill.

Thy highest glory is obtain❜d

By his abasement deep;

And that thy tears might all be drain'd,
Thy Husband chose to weep.

His bondage all thy freedom bought,
He ftoop'd fo lowly down;

His grappling all thy grandeur brought,
Thy Husband's croís thy crown.
'Tis by his fhock thy fceptre fways,

His warfare ends thy ftrife;

His poverty thy health conveys,
Thy Husband's death thy life.
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