HYMN 254, 5. M.
The evil Heart.
ASTONISHED and distressed,
turn mine eyes within;
My heart with loads of guilt oppressed,
The seat of every sin.
2 What crowds of evil thoughts,
What vile affections there!
Distrust, presumption, artful guile,
Pride, envy, slavish fear!
3 Almighty King of saints!
These hateful sins subdue;
Dispel the darkness from my mind,
And all my powers renew.
4 This done, my cheerful voice
Shall loud hosannas raise;
My soul shall glow with gratitude,-
My lips pronounce thy praise,
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HYMN 225, C. M.
The Saviour's Invitation.
THE Saviour calls;-let every ear
Attend the heavenly sound;
Ye doubting souls! dismiss your fear,
Hope smiles reviving round.
2 For every thirsty, longing heart,
Here streams of bounty flow,
And life, and health, and bliss impart,
To banish mortal woe.
3 Ye sinners! come; 't is mercy's voice;
The gracious call obey;
Mercy invites to heavenly joys,-
And can you yet delay?
4 Dear Saviour! draw reluctant hearts ;
To thee let sinners fly,
And take the bliss thy love imparts,
And drink, and never die.
HYMN 256, L. M.
Rest for the weary Penitent.
OME, weary souls! with sin distressed,
Come, and accept the promised rest;
The Saviour's gracious call obey,
And cast your gloomy fears away.
2 Here, mercy's boundless ocean flows,
To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes;
Pardon and life, and endless peace;-
How rich the gift, how free the grace!
3 Lord! we accept, with thankful heart,
The hope thy gracious words impart;
We come, with trembling;-yet rejoice,
And bless the kind inviting voice.
4 Dear Saviour! let thy powerful love
Confirm our faith,-our fears remove;
Oh! sweetly reign in every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.
HYMN 257, C. M.
The Gospel Trumpet.
ET every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice;.
The trumpet of the gospel sounds,
With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive, with earthly toils,
To fill th' immortal mind!-
3 Eternal wisdom has prepared
A soul-reviving feast,
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die!
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5 Rivers of love and mercy, here,
In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.
6 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day;
Lord! we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
HYMN 258, L. M.
Christ's Invitation to Sinners.
OME hither, all ye weary souls!
Ye heave-laden sinners! come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heavenly home.
They shall find rest, who learn of me,-
I'm of a meek and lowly mind;
But passion rages like the sea,
And pride is restless as the wind.
3 "Blessed is the man, whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight;
My yoke is easy to his neck,
My grace shall make the burden light." mf 4 Jesus! we come at thy command;
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal,
Resign our spirits, to thy hand,
To mould and guide us at thy will.
HYMN 259, L. H.
Living Waters.
O! every one that thirsts! draw nigh;
'Tis God invites the fallen race;
Mercy and free salvation buy,
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace.
2 Ye nothing in exchange can give,-
Leave all ye have and are behind;
Freely the gift of God receive,
Pardon and peace in Jesus find.
3 Come to the living waters, come;
Sinners! obey your Maker's voice;
Return, ye weary wanderers! home,
And in redeeming love rejoice.
HYMN 250, C. M.
The Resolve.
aff 1 COME, trembling sinner! in whose breast,
A thousand thoughts revolve,
Come, with your guilt and fear oppressed,
And make this last resolve:
2 "I'll go to Jesus though my sin
Hath like a mountain rose;
I'll seek his courts, and enter in,
Whatever may oppose.
3 "Prostrate I'll fall before his throne,
And there my guilt confess;
I'll tell him, I'm a wretch undone,
Without his sovereign grace.
4 "Perhaps he will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my prayer ;
But, if I perish, I will pray,
And perish only there.
5 "I can but perish if I go,
I am resolved to try
For, if I stay away, I know
I must for ever die."
HYMN 261, 8s and 7s, Peculiar.
A Fountain set open.
YOME to Calv'ry's holy mountain,
Sinners, ruined by the fall!
Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you,-to me,-to all,-
In a full perpetual tide,
Opened when the Saviour died.
2 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind;
Here the guilty, free remission,-
Here the troubled, peace may find
Health this fountain will restore;
He that drinks shall thirst no more:-
mf 3 He that drinks shall live for ever,-
'Tis a soul-reviving flood:
God is faithful-God will never
Break his covenant in blood;-
Signed, when our Redeemer died,
Sealed, when he was glorified.
HYMN 262, 8s and 7s.
False and true Pleasures.
TELL us, wanderer! wildly roving
From the path that leads to peace,
Pleasure's false enchantment loving,-
When will thy delusion cease?
2 Once, like thee, by joys surrounded,
We could kneel at pleasure's shrine;
Then our brightest hopes were bounded,
By delights as false as thine.
3 But those visions never blessed us,-
Soon their fleeting day was o'er;
Then the world, that had caressed us,
Charmed us with its smiles no more.
4 Such is pleasure's transient story ;
Lasting happiness is known
Only in the path to glory,-
In the Saviour's love alone.
HYMN 263, L. M.
The happy Choice.
TO-DAY--if ye will hear his voice,
Now is the time to make your choice;
Say-will you to Mount Zion go?
Say-will you have this Christ, or no?
2 Ye wandering souls, who find no rest!
Say-will you be for ever blest?
Will you be saved from sin and hell?
Will you with Christ in glory dwell?
3 Come now, dear youth! for ruin bound,
Obey the gospel's joyful sound;
Come, go with us, and you shall prove
The joy of Christ's redeeming love.
4 Once more we ask you in his name,-
For yet his love remains the same,-
Say-will you to Mount Zion go?
Say-will you have this Christ or no?
Pardon and Sanctification in Christ.
OW sad our state by nature is !
Our sin-how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds,
Fast in his slavish chains.
2 But there's a voice of sovereign grace,
Sounds from the sacred word;
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