I O Ye young and thoughtless youth, Come seek the living God, The scriptures are a sacred truth, Ye must believe the word. Eccle. xii. 1. II Tis God alone can make you wisfe, His wisdom's from above, He fills the soul with sweet supplies By his redeeming love. Prov. iv. 7. III Remember youth the time is short, Improve the present day And pray that God may guide your thoughts, and teach your lips to pray. Psalm xxx. 9. IV To pray unto the most high God, and beg restraining grace, Then by the power of his word You'l see the Saviour's face. V Little children they may die, Turn to their native dust, Their souls shall leap beyond the skies, And live among the just. VI Like little worms they turn and crawl, and gasp for every breath, The blessed Jesus sends his call, and takes them to his rest. VII Thus the youth are born to die, The time is hastening on, The Blessed Jesus rends the sky, and makes his power known. Psalm ciii. 15. VIII Then ye shall hear the angels sing The trumpet give a sound, Glory, glory to our King, The Saviour's coming down. Matth. xxvi. 64. IX Start ye saints from dusty beds, and hear a Saviour call, Twas Jesus Christ that died and bled, and thus preserv'd thy soul. X This the portion of the just, Who lov'd to serve the Lord, Their bodies starting from the dust, Shall rest upon their God. XI They shall join that holy word, That angels constant sing, Glory, glory to the Lord, Hallelujahs to our King. XII Thus the Saviour will appear, With guards of heavenly host, Those blessed Saints, shall then declare, Tis Father, Son and Holy Ghost. Rev. i. 7, 8. XIII Then shall ye hear the trumpet sound, The graves give up their dead, Those blessed saints shall quick awake, and leave their dusty beds. Matth. xxvii. 51, 52. XIV Then shall you hear the trumpet sound, and rend the native sky, Those bodies starting from the ground, In the twinkling of an eye. I Cor. xv. 51, 52, 53, 54. XV There to sing the praise of God, and join the angelic train, And by the power of his word, Unite together again. XVI Where angels stand for to admit Their souls at the first word, Cast sceptres down at Jesus feet Crying holy holy Lord. XVII Now glory be unto our God all praise be justly given, Ye humble souls that love the Lord Come seek the joys of Heaven.
Jupiter Hammon - 1711-1806
An Evening Thought: Salvation by Christ, with Penitential Cries
Salvation comes by Christ alone, The only Son of God; Redemption now to every one, That love his holy Word. Dear Jesus, we would fly to Thee, And leave off every Sin, Thy tender Mercy well agree; Salvation from our King. Salvation comes now from the Lord, Our victorious King. His holy Name be well ador'd, Salvation surely bring. Dear Jesus, give thy Spirit now, Thy Grace to every Nation, That han't the Lord to whom we bow, The Author of Salvation. Dear Jesus, unto Thee we cry, Give us the Preparation; Turn not away thy tender Eye; We seek thy true Salvation. Salvation comes from God we know, The true and only One; It's well agreed and certain true, He gave his only Son. Lord, hear our penetential Cry: Salvation from above; It is the Lord that doth supply, With his Redeeming Love. Dear Jesus, by thy precious Blood, The World Redemption have: Salvation now comes from the Lord, He being thy captive slave. Dear Jesus, let the Nations cry, And all the People say, Salvation comes from Christ on high, Haste on Tribunal Day. We cry as Sinners to the Lord, Salvation to obtain; It is firmly fixed, his holy Word, Ye shall not cry in vain. Dear Jesus, unto Thee we cry, And make our Lamentation: O let our Prayers ascend on high; We felt thy Salvation. Lord, turn our dark benighted Souls; Give us a true Motion, And let the Hearts of all the World, Make Christ their Salvation. Ten Thousand Angels cry to Thee, Yea, louder than the Ocean. Thou art the Lord, we plainly see; Thou art the true Salvation. Now is the Day, excepted Time; The Day of the Salvation; Increase your Faith, do not repine: Awake ye, every Nation. Lord, unto whom now shall we go, Or seek a safe abode? Thou has the Word Salvation Too, The only Son of God. Ho! every one that hunger hath, Or pineth after me, Salvation be thy leading Staff, To set the Sinner free. Dear Jesus, unto Thee we fly; Depart, depart from Sin, Salvation doth at length supply, The Glory of our King. Come, ye Blessed of the Lord, Salvation greatly given; O turn your Hearts, accept the Word, Your Souls are fit for Heaven. Dear Jesus, we now turn to Thee, Salvation to obtain; Our Hearts and Souls do meet again, To magnify thy Name. Come, Holy Spirit, Heavenly Dove, The Object of our Care; Salvation doth increase our Love; Our Hearts hath felt they fear. Now Glory be to God on High, Salvation high and low; And thus the Soul on Christ rely, To Heaven surely go. Come, Blessed Jesus, Heavenly Dove, Accept Repentance here; Salvation give, with tender Love; Let us with Angels share. Finis.