Good news of gold to poor that lack; Of raiment to the naked back; Of binding to the wounds that smart; And rest unto the weary heart. Glad news of freedom to the bound Of store all loffes to refound Of endless life unto the dead And present help in time of need. Good news of heav'n, where angels dwell, To those that well deserved hell; Of strength to weak for work and war. And access near to those afar Glad news of joy to those that weep, And tender care of cripple sheep; Of shelter to the soul purlu'd, And cleansing to the hellish-hue'd: Of foods to fap the parched ground, And streams to run the defart round; Of ransom to the captive caught, And harbour to the found'ring yacht : Of timely aid to weary groans; Of joy restor'd to broken bones : Of grace divine to graceless preys, And glory to the vile and base : Of living water pure, that teems On fainting fouls refreshing streams; Of gen'rous wine to chear the strong, And milk to feed the tender young: Of saving faith to faithless.ones; Of f ft’ning grace to finty stones ; Of pardon to a guilty crew, And mercy free, where wrath was due. Good news of welcome kind to all, That come to Jesus at his call; Yea, new of drawing pow'r, when fcant, To those that fain would come and can't. Glad news of rich mysterious grace, And mercy meeting ev'ry case; Of store immense all voids to bill, And free to whosoever will.

Of Christ exalted as a Prince,
Pardons to give a penitence;
Of grace o'ercoming stubborn wills,
And leaping over Bether hills.
Faith comes by hearing these reports ;
Straight to the court of grace resorts,
And, free of mercenary thought,
Gets royal bounty all for nought.
Faith's wing within the clammy sea
Of legal merit cannot flee;
But mounting mercy's air apace,
Soars in the element of grace.
But as free love the blessing gives
To him that works not, but believes
So faith, once reaching its defre,
Works hard by love, but not by hire.

CHAP, III.
The Believer's PRINCIPLES concerning fuftification
and Sanctification, their Difference and Harmony.

SECT. I.
The Difference between Juftification and Sanctification ;

or Righteousness imputed and Grace imparted; in up-
wards of thirty particulars *.
KIND

IND Jesus spent his life to spin

My robe of perfect righteousness;
But by his Spirit's work within

He forms my gracious holy dress.
He as a Priest me justifies,

His blood does roaring conscience still ;
But as a King he sanctifies,

And subjugates my ftubborn will.
* Note, That (METRI CAUSA) Juftification is cometimes here expressed
by the words, Imputed grace, jurifying grace, righteousnefs, B.c.-
Sanctification by the names, Imported grace, grase, greces, baphiness,
fanctity, &c.; which the judicious will casily understand.

He justifying by his merit,

Imputes to me his righteousness; But fanctifying by his Spirit,

Infuses in me laving grace.
My justifying righteousness

Can merit by condignity;
But nothing with my firongest grace

Can be defery'd by naughty me.
This justifying favour sets,

The guilt of all my sin remote : But fanctifying grace delets

The filth and blackness of its blot. By virtue of this righteousness

Sin can't condemn nor jusly brand : By virtue of infused grace

Anon it ceases to command. The righteousness which I enjoy,

Sin's damning pow'r will wholly stay; And grace imparted will destroy

Its ruling domineering fway. The fornier is my Judge's act

Of condonation full and free: The latter his commenced fact,

And gradual work advanc'd in me. The former's instantaneous,

The moment that I first believe: The latter is, as Heav'n allows,

Progressive while on earth I live. The first will peace to conscience give,

The last the filthy heart will cleanse: The first effects a relative,

The last a real inward change. The former pardons ev'ry fin,

And counts me righteous, free, and just : The latter quickens grace within,

And inortifies my fin and lust. Imputed grace intitles me

Únto eternal happiness;. Imparted grace will qualify

That heav'nly kingdom to possess.

My righteousness is infinite,

Both subjectively and in kind; My holiness most incomplete,

And daily wavers like the wind. So lasting is my outer dress,

It never wears nor waxes old; My inner garb of grace decays

And fades, if Heav'n do not uphold. My righteousness and pardon is

At once most perfect and complete; But sanctity admits degrees,

Does vary, fluctuate, and fleet. Hence fix'd, my righteousness divine

No real change can undergo; But all my graces wax and wane,

By various turnings ebb and flow. I'm by the first as righteous now,

As e'er hereafter I can be : The last will to perfection grow,

Heav'n only is the full degree. The first is equal, wholly giv'n,

And still the same in ev'ry saint; The last unequal and unev'n,

While some enjoy what others want. My righteousness divine is fresh,

For ever pure and heav'nly both; My fanctity is partly flesh,

And justly term’d a menstrous cloth. My righteousness I magnify,

'Tis my triumphant lofty flag; But, pois'd with this, my fanctity

Is nothing but a filthy rag. I glory in my righteousness,

And loud extol it with my tongue; But all my grace, compar'd with this,

I under-rate as loss and dung. By justifying grace I'm apt

Of divine favour free to boast; By holiness I'm partly shap'd

Into his image I had lost.

The first to divine justice pays

A rent to still the furious storm;
The last to divine holiness

Instructs me duly to perform,
The first does quench the fiery law,

Its rigid cov’nant fully stay ;
The last its rule embroider'd draw,

To deck my heart, and gild my way,
The subject of my righteousness

Is Christ himself, my glorious Head; But I the subject am of grace,

As he supplies my daily need. The matter of the former too

Is only Christ's obedience dear; But, lo! his helping me to do

As all the work and matter here I on my righteousness rely

For Heav'n's acceptance free, and win; But, in this matter must deny

My grace, ev’n as I do my sin. Though all my graces precious are,

Yea, perfect also in desire ; They cannot stand before the bar

Where awful justice is umpire : But, in the rob that Christ ,did spin,

They are of great and high request; They have acceptance wrapt within

My elder Brother's bloody vest. My righteousness proclaims me great

And fair, even in the light of God; But fanctity's my main off-set

Before the gazing world abroad. More justify'd I cannot be

By all my most religious acts; But these increase my sanctity,

That's still attended with defects. My righteousness the safelt ark

Midst ev'ry threatning food will be ; My graces but a leaking bark

Upon a stormy raging fea.