A47611:1493
Spiritual melody
Spiritual melody, containing near three hundred sacred hymns. By Benjamin Keach, author of Trhopolgia, pastor of the Church of Christ meeting on Horsly-down, Southwark
London: printed for John Hancock, 1691
Modern spelling is a reading aid: the words are the author’s, only the spelling is modernized. Original shows the page as printed, with the transcription marks.
2 By its sharp threats it wounds the Soul, But turn it then again, It's Promises does make us whole, And eases every pain:
3 It will cut off an hand or foot, Dismember the old Man; If we do not destroy his Life, We live, Lord, never can.
4 Wounds of a Sword do mortal prove If once it pierce the heart; So let thy Word, Lord, hit our sin, A mortal wound impart.
5 A Sword doth often fright a Foe, So that he cowardly Beholding it, away doth go, Nay, swift perhaps does fly;
6 Even so that Soul who hath thy Word Drawn always in his Hand, Doth make hi• Enemies to run, A Battle will not stand.