Father, and Son, and Holy Ghost, you three, All co-eternal in your majesty, Distinct in persons, yet in unity One God to see; My Maker, Saviour, and my Sanctifier, To hear, to mediate,[82] sweeten my desire, With grace, with love, with cherishing entire! O then, how blest Among thy saints elected to abide, And with thy angels placéd, side by side! But in thy presence truly glorified, Shall I there rest! 2.--AN HYMN TO GOD THE FATHER. Hear me, O God! A broken heart Is my best part: Use still thy rod, That I may prove Therein thy love. If thou hadst not Been stern to me, But left me free, I had forgot Myself and thee. For sin's so sweet As minds ill bent _that._ Rarely repent Until they meet Their punishment. Who more can crave Than thou hast done? Thou gay'st a Son To free a slave, First made of nought, With all since bought. Sin, death, and hell His glorious name Quite overcame; Yet I rebel, And slight the same. But I'll come in Before my loss Me farther toss, As sure to win Under his cross. 3.--AN HYMN ON THE NATIVITY OF MY SAVIOUR. I sing the birth was born to-night, The author both of life and light; The angels so did sound it. And like the ravished shepherds said, Who saw the light, and were afraid, Yet searched, and true they found it. The Son of God, the eternal King, That did us all salvation bring, And freed the soul from danger; He whom the whole world could not take, The Word which heaven and earth did make, Was now laid in a manger. The Father's wisdom willed it so; The Son's obedience knew no _No;_ Both wills were in one stature; And, as that wisdom had decreed, The Word was now made flesh indeed, And took on him our nature. What comfort by him do we win, Who made himself the price of sin, To make us heirs of glory! To see this babe, all innocence, A martyr born in our defence!-- Can man forget this story?