6 Our life by death is here sustain'd, For this our feeder was arraign'd, 7 That we on him might feed and live He chose his flesh and blood to give- 8 Where are they now who were supplied With angel's corn in show'rs? They ate, and yet we know, they died— 9 To live in one transporting round Of joys without alloy or bound, 10 Great as these are, yet much shall they In magnitude arise, When he, who wash'd our sins away, 11 Methinks I rush to kiss the scar 12 Lost in his mercy, and my shame, This damps in me the kindling flame, 13 O extacy of joy, too strong; 14 How dare I at this table stay, 15 My way is hedg'd on either hand, 16 Why, then my soul, repent, believe, "Tis thine to tremble, his to give ; 17 Thy stubborn heart let mercy woo; 18 How wou'd you love that tender friend, 19 And yet, O mortal, how much more, For you shou'd shed his precious gore, 20 How wou'd his memory survive Wou'd he not reign there all alive, 21 But if such gratitude is due To him who for one hour, From pain and shame thus rescues you, And farther hath no power; From endless pain and shame below, 23 Who died by your own hands, to give That you in endless joys may live 24 If we believe these glorious things, Which speaks the faith and sense. 25 On faith, firm ground, your anchor cast, And ne'er hereafter weigh; But here adhering ever fast, Put out no more to sea. AFTER RECEIVING. 26 Hence fly, thou foe to virtue, fly! 27 In Christ Almighty here we stand, 28 Now giant-like rejoice to run 29 We, late but worms, now angels grown, Expand a flaming wing, And swiftly rising tow'rd the throne, 30 Halaluiah, halaluiah, Halal, halaluiah! Now swiftly rising tow'rd the throne, A HYMN TO GOD. 1 To God, ye choir above, begin 2 Praise him, thou sun, who dwells unseen Amidst transcendant light, Where thy refulgent orb would seem, A spot, as dark as night. 3 Thou silver moon, ye host of stars, The universal song, Thro' the serene and silent night, To list'ning worlds prolong. 4 Sing him, ye distant worlds and suns, Hath yet to us, thro' ages past, 5 Assist, ye raging storms, and bear From north to south, from east to west, Thro' heaven, and earth, and seas. 6 Exert your voice ye furious fires, That rend the wat'ry cloud; And thunder to this nether world, Your Maker's words aloud. 7 Ye works of God, that dwell unknown Ye birds, that sing among the groves, 8 Ye stately hills, that rear your heads, 9 Ye insects small, to which, one leaf A vast extended world displays, 10 Ye race, still less than these, with which The stagnant water teems, To which one drop, however small, A boundless ocean seems. 11 Whate'er you are, where'er you dwell, Adore the wisdom, praise the power; 12 And if you want or sense or sounds Prompt mankind with that sense, and they Shall find for you a voice. 13 From all the realms of boundless space, Let loud Hosannah's sound; Loud send, ye wondrous works of God, 14 But while his other works, aloud, For these, and for his mercies, man, 15 To save thee from the dreadful doom, He left the blissful realms of light, 16 To crown thee with immortal life, And in the agony of death, 17 For this, o'erwhelm'd with shame and grief, 18 And, O my soul, with all around, 19 How great, how matchless must these gifts, Almighty goodness, be, That flow from such majestic hands, 20 Yet, since to thee, a grateful song Take, good and gracious Father, take 21 How far, O Lord, beneath thy throne, These stars around thy footstool shine, 22 Tho' farther downward still I A worm on earth below, creep, Yet thro' the clouds, the skies, the stars, My song of love shall go. 23 On wings of gratitude and love, My praises shall ascend; While boundless Mercy to my voice |