GOD'S LOVING-KINDNESS AL-
WAYS THE SAME.

"Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb."-Isa. xlix. 15.

LET heav'n and earth united sing

The praises of the God of love; Our Husband, Saviour, God and king, Whose name and nature such we prove.

But Zion, church and bride of God, Withdrawing from the joyful throng; Bewails her state of widowhood,

And vents complaint instead of song.

For grief, an absent God's her plea,

In deepest sorrow thus she cries; The Lord he hath forsaken me,

Dissolv'd are all the solemn ties.

I of my God forgotten am,

Tho' once belov'd, and nam'd his bride; My glory's turned into shame,

Where from my mis'ries may I hide?

Cease, virgin spouse, why shouldst thou grieve,

And causeless mourn in tears of blood; Thy joy is full, only believe,

And hear what says thy husband, God.

Can mothers kind, forgetful prove,

Of sucklings nourish'd at the breast; Maternal bowels cease to move

To infants when with pain oppress'd?

Or can compassion leave the heart,

Whilst they their smiling babes expose To death, without being kill'd with smart, And feel again their pangs and throes? Those, worse than brutal, may forget,

Who having nature's laws withstood; Through curs'd impulse, strange, nameless great,

Imbrue their hands in infant's blood.

But I will ne'er forget my bride,

Says Jesus, God of love and truth, Taken when sleeping from my side, Then born to bear eternal youth. I'll not forget my word, my oath,

I'll not forget my wounds, my blood;

My friendship makes but one of both,
And I am still thy Saviour, God.
Wrote on thy hands thy much lov'd name,
My Zion, glorious is thy state!
I set thee always without blame,
And his own body none can hate.
Thy walls before me always are,
Bounds to thy dwelling I have set;
My Zion's my peculiar care,
My Zion I will ne'er forget.

Oh happy Zion! see and prove,

How groundless all thy sorrows are; Live in thy husband's nature, love, And that shall cast out all thy fear.

LIKENESS TO JESUS.

"We shall be like him for we shall see him as he is."-1 John iii. 2.

Br grace we know, to us its clear,
When Christ our Saviour shall appear,
We shall be like him, Oh what bliss!
For we shall see him as he is.

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:
Beauties of holiness and grace,
Adorn our Saviour's lovely face;
Eternal truth and righteousness,
Doth he in purity possess.

When as he is we him do see,
From ev'ry spot or wrinkle free:
How glorious is the worthy Lamb!
How venerable is his name!

But oh 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.

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 satisfied.

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.

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.

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.

Jesus

Longing to walk with God

Lebanon Leaves: Jonah iii. 4. 31

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