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Ver. Rejected and defpis'd of men,
A man of griefs and woes;
Did both begin and clofe.
4 Yet, fure, our forrows were his load, Our griefs in him combin'd;
Though we efteem'd him plagu'd of God,
But he was wounded for our fins,
And bruifed for our guilt;
For which from all his facred veins,
Atoning blood was fpilt.
Upon him was the chastisement,
And we are heal'd by Heav'n's confent;
6 (Each to his own by-path) all we,
But God on him th' iniquity,
Ev'n of us all, did lay.
Wrong'd and opprefs'd, yet meek and mute,
He was, when to the flaughter brought,
Dumb like a harmless lamb.
8 Who can his generation fhow?
And judgment under fhew of law,
Yea, juftly held, by law divine,
His feed, for whom he was cut off
9 His grave he with the wicked made,
No wrong did from his hand, nor fraud
Ver. Yet, lo! it pleas'd the Lord to bruife,
Then faid he, He fhall fee his feed,
11 He of the travail of his foul
My righteous Servant, then, withal,
His thoufands, when of him they fhall
12 He with the great fhall fhare the fpoil,
Though rank'd with finners, here he fell,
His Father's crown of victory
Moft fairly won he hath;
Pour'd out his foul to death.
He dying bore the guilt of men,
The Enlargement, Glory, and Safety of the Church.
The Gospel-Church enlarged, ber barren womb opened;
BARREN Zion, fing aloud,
For fruitful fhalt thou be,
With Gentiles as thy num'rous brood,
And happy progeny.
Ver. Moe children fhall be generate,
2 Enlarge abroad thy dwelling tent,
Full room thou may'st provide. 4 Fear not, for thy recover'd fame Allow no mourning mood;
No longer halt thou bear the fhame
5 For happily betroth'd art thou
Thy Maker is thy busband now,
Thy great Redeemer, match'd with thee,
The God of all the earth is he,
And not of Jews alone.
GOD's grievous Desertion, and gracious Return: Or, bis Departure fort, bis Covenant of Peace everlasting.
Ifa. liv. 6,-10.
WHEN, like a wife of youth refus'd,
Thou didst deferted mourn,
The Lord thy God, in love, thee chus'd,
7 Though for a moment, very finall,
I'll gather thee from fin and thrall,
8 I, in a little wrath, my face
A moment hid from thee;
But, lo! my mercy's kind embrace
9 That Noah's waters no more fhould
So have I fworn I never would
Ver. The folid mountains fhall depart,
But not the kindness of my heart
From thee my choice belov'd:
Says God, who fees thee meritless,
The Honour and Security of the Church: Or, Zion comforted both against Disgrace and Danger.
Ifa. liv. 11,-17.
11 O thou afflicted, tofs'd with winds,
12 I'll beautify thy wafted wall,
Make thy foundations fhine;
Are knowledge, peace, and righteousness,
13 Thy feed fhall all be taught of God,
Oppreffors fhall be far remov'd,
But, when combin'd, before thee fall
Ver. [In vain attempts, as well as rash,
16 The fmith that forms the fwords of war,
17 No weapon form'd against thy peace
Reproachful tongues that 'gainst thee rife,
God's faints, of all his promis'd bliss,
The happy heirs fhall be;
And (faith the Lord) their righteousness
The free Gofpel-Call, preffed with the Promise of folid and fure Mercy. Ila. lv. 1, 2, 3.
O! ev'ry thirsty foul, and all
That poor and needy are;
Here's water of falvation's well
For you to come and share.
Here's freedom both from fin and wo,
And bleffings all divine:
Here ftreams of love and mercy flow,
To buyers that are money-lefs,
2 Why spend you all your wealth and pains,
For that which is not bread,
And for unfatisfying gains,
On which no foul can feed!