388.

Hark! from each, as with a tongue,
The voice of pardon sounds!
See from all His bursting veins
Blood of wondrous virtue flow!
Shed to wash away thy stains,

And ransom thee from woe.

4. Though His majesty be great,
His mercy is no less;

Though He thy transgressions hate,
He feels for thy distress:
By Himself the Lord has sworn,
He delights not in thy death,
But invites thee to return,

That thou mayest live by faith.
5. Raise thy downcast eyes, and see
What throngs His throne surround!
These, though sinners once, like thee,
Have full salvation found:
Yield not then to unbelief,

While He says, "There yet is room;"
Though of sinners thou art chief,
Since Jesus calls thee, come.

7s & 6s.

1. STOP, poor sinner, stop and think

Before you farther go;

Will you sport upon the brink
Of everlasting woe?

Can

NEWTON.

you stand in that dread day
When He judgment shall proclaim,
And the earth shall melt away,
Like wax before the flame?

2. Soon relentless death will come,
To drag you to His bar;
Then, to hear your awful doom
Will fill you with despair;
your sins will round you crowd,
Sins of a blood-crimson dye,
Each for vengeance crying loud-
And what can you reply?

All

389.

3. Though your heart be made of steel,
Your forehead lined with brass,
God at length will make you feel;
He will not let you pass.
Sinners then in vain will call,

390.

Though they now despise His grace, "Rocks and mountains, on us fall, And hide us from His face."

6s & 4s.

1. TO-DAY the Saviour calls
Ye wand'rers home:
O, ye benighted souls
Why longer roam?

2. To-day the Saviour calls;
O, hear Him now;

Within these sacred walls
To Jesus bow.

3. To-day the Saviour calls;
For refuge fly;

The storm of justice falls,
And death is nigh.

4. The Spirit calls to-day;
Yield to His power;

O, grieve Him not away:
'Tis mercy's hour.

6s & 7s.

1. Он, there will be mourning
Before the judgment-seat,

When this world is burning,
Beneath Jehovah's feet.

NEWTON.

SACRED SONGS.

Friends and kindred there will part,
Will part to meet no more;
Wrath will sink the rebel's heart,
While saints on high adore.

O, there will be mourning
Before the judgment seat!

391.

2. O, there will be mourning

Before the judgment seat!
When the trumpet's warning
The sinner's ear shall greet!

Friends and kindred, etc.

3. O, there will be mourning
Before the judgment seat!
When, from dust returning,
The lost their doom shall meet.

Friends and kindred, etc.

4. O, there will be mourning
Before the judgment seat!
Justice, ever frowning,

Shall seal the sinner's fate.

Friends and kindred, etc.

1. HARK! those happy voices, saying,
"Yet there 's room:

Sinner, come,

Heaven's call obeying."

2. Now the feast is spread before thee,
Wait no more,
Grace implore,

Peace shall then come o'er thee.

3. Bless the Lord of life forever,
O my soul,

Bountiful,

Infinite His favor.

4. Bless the Lord of Thy salvation,

Who in love

From above,

Heard thy supplication.

5. Bless the Lord of earth and heaven
Through His blood

That freely flowed,

Are thy sins forgiven.

392.

6. Bless the Lord, whose love abounding, Fills thy days

With joy and praise,

Songs of triumph sounding.

10s, 7s & 9s.

1. SAW ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour,
Saw ye my Saviour and God?
O! He died on Calvary,

To atone for you and me,

And to purchase our pardon with blood.

2. He was extended, He was extended,
Painfully nailed to the cross;

Here He bowed His head and died,
Thus my Lord was crucified,

To atone for a world that was lost.

3. Darkness prevailed, darkness prevailed,
Darkness prevailed o'er the land,

And the sun refused to shine,
When His majesty divine

Was derided, insulted, and slain.

4. Hail, mighty Saviour! Hail mighty Saviour, Prince, and the author of peace!

O! He burst the bars of death,
And, triumphant from the earth,
He ascended to mansions of bliss.

5. There interceding, there interceding,
Pleading that sinners may live,
Crying, "Father, I have died,

O, behold My hands and side,
O, forgive them, I pray Thee, forgive."

6. "I will forgive them-I will forgive them
When they repent and believe,

Let them now return to Thee,
And be reconciled to Me,

And salvation they all shall receive."

394.

1. O THOU that hear'st the prayer of faith,
Wilt thou not save a soul from death,
That casts itself on Thee :

I have no refuge of my own,

But fly to what my God hath done,
And suffered one for all.

2. Slain in the guilty sinner's stead,
His spotless righteousness I plead,
And his availing blood;

That righteousness my robe shall be,
That merit shall atone for me,
And bring me near to God.
3. Then save me from eternal death,
The spirit of adoption breathe,
His consolations send;

By Him some word of life impart,
And sweetly whisper to my heart-
"Thy Maker is thy Friend."

4. The king of terrors then would be
A welcome messenger to me,
To bid me come away:

Unclogged by earth, or earthly things,
I'd mount, I'd fly, with eager wings,
To everlasting day.

C. P. M.

TOPLADY.

1. My days, my weeks, my months, my years,
Fly rapid as the whirling spheres
Around the steady pole;

Time, like the tide, its motion keeps,
And I must launch through endless deeps,
Where endless ages roll.

2. The grave is near the cradle seen,
How swift the moments pass between!
And whisper as they fly-
Unthinking man, remember this,
Thou, 'midst thy sublunary bliss,
Must groan, and gasp, and die!