All past offences now appear
As strong within my view
As though they were this moment done,
And old things now were new.
But let old things be done away,
And new things now appear;
And every heart united be
In Christ our Saviour dear;
That Satan may no more destroy
Our unity and peace;
Our hearts unite, dear Lord, in thee,
May every jarring cease.
The Answer of the Spirit.
Is this the language of thy heart?
The Lord will grant it thee;
In perfect love unite your hearts
In bonds of unity.
The heavenly music shall appear
In every heart and voice;
The devils shall all rage and fear;
And angels shall rejoice,
To chain the powers of darkness down
That have destroy'd your peace;
In Christ shall all united be,
And every jarring cease.
Then now be strong and stand like men,
With salt be season'd well,
And pray for power to stand against
The fiery darts of hell.
JOANNA'S ANSWER.
That power, dear Lord, is all in thee;
Thou knowest our feeble frame;
No power hath man to help himself,
But what from Jesus came.
I know your weakness, and your power, I know what man can do;
Ask but believing to receive,
And I will give it you.
But, Oh! that faith, dear Lord of life,
Must surely come from thee;
Thou art the Author of our faith,
Our finisher must be.
Thou'st spoken right: I know it well,
The power of man is small;
But I that died to vanquish hell,
Have died to give you all :
All that you ask in humble faith,
Believing in my Name;
My promise is, to cast out none,
That thus believing come.
All this, dear Lord, I know is true;
Thy promises are sure:
Our fearful hearts cannot believe,
Unless thou giv'st the power.
For though we know thy promise true,
And thus we may believe;
Yet subtilly doth Satan come,
And all our hopes deceive;
For when he cannot sore afright,
In his own shape appear;
He will come as an Angel bright
To thy best followers here.
THE SPIRIT.
I've heard the reasoning of thy heart,
And know the sentence just;
The tempter of mankind how strong,
He will mankind molest ;
But am not I the Strong Man arm'd,
To keep him by my power?
And him I'll bind with cords so strong,
He shan't my saints devour:
Then come all you of little faith,
And I will give you more:
I died to rescue every soul
That trusteth in my power.
Dear Lord, thy goodness and thy love
My soul cannot deny ;
But humbly I may say Amen
To what my Lord doth say.
THE SPIRIT.
And dost thou humbly say Amen ?
And so't shall be to thee,
And every true believing soul
That doth rely on ME.
I freely come to seek and save,
With open arms receive;
And will not scorn the meanest name
That doth in ME believe.
Then now, dear Lord, grant that they love
May fall on every heart;
Thy quickening Spirit from above
To every soul impart.
For none, dear Lord, can come to thee, Unless thou giv'st the power;
By nature we are fallen so low,
We cannot rise no more;
Corrupt we are in heart and life;
Our adversary's nigh,
And like a lion doth pursue
Our utter misery.
THE SPIRIT.
All this I know as well as thee;
Man's practice is unclean;
There is no good that can be found
In the dead sons of men,
Until the quickening grace of God
Be printed in their hearts,
That from the evil of their ways
They're drawn for to depart.
But, Oh! the stubborn hearts of men
Are all conceal'd from thee,
How strongly to resist my love
Perfidious man will flee.
I came to save the world that's lost,
With open arms of love,
And died upon the cursed cross,
The guilt of man to move.
Yet thus did they resist my love,
And hugg'd their pleasing sin;
With pleasure ate forbidden fruit,
While poison lay within.
Dear Lord, thy sentence all is just
Against rebellious Men;
I know thy love they did resist,
And gloried in their shame :
To trample on thy heavenly love
Rebellious men have stood,
And hugg'd the Serpent in their arms,
That poison'd all their blood.
Yet still, dear Lord, some pity take
On wretched sinful men;
The poison of the deadly snake
Runs strong through every vein;
Too strong for fallen man to cure,
The poison lies so deep,
Must be the Heaven's Physician sure
To bring the blood more sweet.
THE SPIRIT.
All this I know as well as thee;
But mildness will not do;
Therefore my Spirit is provok'd,
And I my work shall shew,
With tumult and the dreadful war,
And famine next shall come;
The sword of vengeance from above
Shall go through every land;
For I did whet my glittering sword,
And bathed deep 'twill be;
For I'll not sheath it up again,
Till Sinners do comply
To own I am the living Lord,
And fear my holy name;
Then shall my Spirit be impress'd
On every soul of man.
But first shall my devouring sword
And famine make the way;
For conquering I will conquer now
All those who don't comply.
No longer shall my patience bear
To bear my name blasphem'd;
No longer will the sinners spare,
That do not fear my name.
For near upon two thousand years
I've borne with sinful men,
Since ou the Cross of Calvary
My blood for them was slain.
But, Oh, how few regards my love!
How few regard my pain!
How few think on my bloody sweat,
When I for man was slain!
How few think on the cross I hung!
How few regard my name!
How few despise the cursed sins
That caused all my shame!
But now my shame is past and gone,
And the victorious hour
Is come, that on the sons of men
I shall fulfil my power.
But first will I a warning give,
And those that do believe,
And that trust in my mercies great
They mercies shall receive;
But those that do despise my word,
Of warning them before,
Shall feel the terror of my rod,
And feel my mighty power.
The time appointed is at hand,
That I shall visit all
With sword, with famine, and the plague,
That on my name don't call.
Therefore let none be mockers now,
Nor think this will not be;
For I that am in heaven so high
Have all these things decreed.
I've sent my angels unto thee,
To warn all men before,
That of the blood of every soul
That I may now be clear.
And this shall be a sign to thee:,
My servants soon shall come;
For I will so incline their hearts,
That my will may be done.--
And now remember the first writings of the ponderings of thy heart:
Why do these thoughts arise,
And every injury done to ME
Lies spread before my eyes?
All past offences now appear
As strong within my view,
As though they were this moment done,
And old things now are new.
So is it with the Lord of life:
Old things do now appear;
The past and present in his view,
What HE for man did bear;
But old things shall be done away,
And new things now shall come;
The Lord that sitteth on his throne
Will make an end of sin.
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