Pleas'd to expend each drop of blood
That fill'd his royal veins,

He frank the sacred victim stood,
Thy Husband spar'd 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.

WH

HEN Heav'n proclaim'd hot war and wrath,
And sin increas'd 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 hail;
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 favour'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 pleased,
Thy Husband's his beloved.

What can be laid unto thy charge,
When God does not condemn ?
Bills of complaint tho' 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 shew;
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 the 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.

He pleads his righteousness, that brought
All rents the law could erave;
Whate'er its precepts, threatenings, sought,
Thy Husband fully gave.

Did holiness in precepts stand,

And for perfection call,

Justice in threat'ning death demand?
Thy Husband

gave it all.

His blood the fiery law did quench,

Its summons need not scare;
Tho't cite thee to Heav'n's awful bench,
Thy Husband's at the bar.

This Advocate has much to say,
His clients need not fear;
For God the Father hears him aye
Thy Husband hath his ear.

A cause fail'd never in his hands,
So strong his pleading is,

His Father grants his whole demand,
Thy Husband's will is his.

Hell-forces all may rendezvous,
Accusers may combine;

Yet fear thou not who art his spouse,
Thy Husband's cause is thine.

By solemn oath, JEHOVAH did
His priesthood ratify;

Let earth and hell then counterplead,
Thy Husband gains the plea.

The believer's Faith and Hope encouraged, even in the

darkest nights of desertion and distress.

TH

THE cunning serpent may accuse,
But never did succeed;

The God of peace will Satan bruise,
Thy Husband broke his head.
Hell-furies threaten to devour,
Like lions robb'd of whelps :
But lo, in ev'ry per❜lous hour,
Thy Husband always helps.
That feeble faith may never fail,
Thine Advocate has pray'd;
Tho' winnowing tempests may assail,
Thy Husband's near to aid.

Tho' grievous trials grow apace,
And put thee to a stand;
Thou mayest rejoice in ev'ry case
Thy Husband's help at hand.

Trust, tho', when in desertion dark,
No twinkling star by night,
No ray appear, no glimm'ring spark;
Thy Husband is thy light.

His beams anon the clouds can rent,
And thro' the vapours run;

For of the brightest firmament
Thy Husband is the sun.

Without the sun who mourning go,
And scarce the way can find,

He brings thro' paths they do not know;
Thy Husband leads the blind.

Through fire and water he with skill

Brings to a wealthy land;

Rude flames and roaring floods, BE STILL,
Thy Husband can command.

When sin disorders heavy brings,
That press thy soul with weight;
Then mind how many crooked things
Thy Husband has made straight.

Still look to him with longing eyes,
Tho' both thine eyes should fail :
Cry, and at length, tho' not thy cries,
Thy Husband shall prevail.

Still hope for favour at his hand,
Tho' favour don't appear ;
When help seems most aloft to stand,
Thy Husband's then most near.

In cases hopeless like, faint hopes
May fail, and fears annoy;
But most when stript of earthly propts,
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 strong; Thy Husband is thy strength.