And

wraps

in frowns as well as smiles,

Thy Husband's lasting love.

In 's hand no cure could ever fail
Though of a hopeless state,

He can in desp'rate cases heal,
Thy Husband's art 's so great.

The medicine he did prepare,
Can't fail to work for good:
O balsam pow'rful, precious, rare,
Thy Husband's sacred blood :

Which freely from his broached breast
Gush'd out like pent-up fire.

His cures are best, his wages least,

Thy Husband takes no hire.

Thou hast no worth, no might, no good,

His favor to procure:

But see his store, his pow'r, his blood! Thy Husband's never poor.

Himself he humbled wond'rously

Once to the lowest pitch,

That bankrupts through his poverty
Thy Husband might enrich.

His treasure is more excellent
Than hills of Ophir gold:

In telling stores were ages spent ;
Thy Husband's can't be told.

All things that fly on wings of fame,
Compar'd with this are dross;

Thy searchless riches in his name
Thy Husband doth engross.

The great IMMANUEL, God-man,
Includes such store divine;

Angels and saints will never scan
Thy Husband's golden mine.

He's full of grace and truth* indeed,
Of Spirit, merit, might;

Of all the wealth that bankrupts need,

Thy Husband's heir by right.

Though heaven's his throne, he came from thence,
To seek and save the lost ;§

Whatever be the vast expense,
Thy Husband's at the cost.

* John i. 14.
+ Isa. lxvi. 1.

† John iii. 34.

Ó Luke xix. 10.

Pleas'd to expend each drop of blood

That fill'd his royal veins,

He frank the sacred victim stood;

Thy Husband spared no pains.

His cost immense was in thy place:
Thy freedom cost his thrall;
Thy glory cost him deep disgrace,
Thy Husband paid for all.

SECTION IV.

THE BELIEVER'S SAFETY UNDER THE COVERT OF CHRIST'S ATONING BLOOD, AND POWERFUL INTERCESSION.

WHEN Heav'n proclaimed hot war and wrath,

And sin increased the strife;

By rich obedience unto death,

Thy Husband bought thy life.

The charges could not be abridg'd,

But on these noble terms;

Which all that prize, are hugg'd amidst

Thy Husband's folded arms.

When law condemns, and justice too

To prison would thee hale;

As sureties kind for bankrupts do,
Thy Husband offers bail.

God on these terms is reconcil'd,
And thou his heart hast won;
In Christ thou art his favor'd child,
Thy Husband is his Son.

Vindictive wrath is whole appeas'd,
Thou need'st not then be mov'd;
In JESUS always he's well pleas'd,
Thy Husband's his Belov'd.*

What can be laid unto thy charge,
When God does not condemn?

Bills of complaint, though foes enlarge,
Thy Husband answers them.

When fear thy guilty mind confounds, Full comfort this may yield;

Thy ransom-bill with blood and wounds Thy Husband kind has seal'd.

His promise is the fair extract
Thou hast at hand to show;

* Matt. iii. 17.

Stern justice can no more exact;

Thy Husband paid its due.

No terms he left thee to fulfil,
No clog to mar thy faith;
His bond is sign'd, his latter will
Thy Husband seal'd by death.

The great condition of the band
Of promise and of bliss,

Is wrought by him, and brought to hand,
Thy Husband's righteousness.

When therefore press'd in time of need,

To sue the promis'd good,

Thou hast no more to do but plead
Thy Husband's sealing blood.

This can thee more to God commend,
And cloudy wrath dispel,

Than e'er thy sinning could offend;

Thy Husband vanquish'd hell.

When vengeance seems, for broken laws,

To light on thee with dread;

Let Christ be umpire of thy cause,

Thy Husband well can plead.