Yield to his love's resistless power, And fight against your God no more. 6 See him set forth before your eyes, That precious, bleeding Sacrifice! His offer'd benefits embrace,
And freely now be saved by grace. 7 This is the time; no more delay; This is the true accepted day; Come in this moment at his call, And live for him who died for all.
HYMN 71. H. M. [41]
BLOW ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth's remotest bound;
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home,
2 Jesus, our great High Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest,
Ye mournful souls, be glad; The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 3 Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood
Throughout the world proclaim, The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 4 Ye who have sold for nought Your heritage above, Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesus love; The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
5 The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heavenly grace;
And, sav'd from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face;
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home.
HYMN 72. 7s. [42]
SINNERS turn, why will ye die?
God, your Maker, asks you why?
God, who did your being give,
Made you with himself to live;
He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures, why
Will ye cross his love and die?
2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
God, your Saviour, asks you why?
God, who did your souls retrieve,
Died himself that ye might live.
Will you let him die in vain ?
Crucify your Lord again?
Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why
Will ye slight his grace and die?
3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
God, the Spirit, asks you why?
He who all your lives hath strove;
Woo'd you to embrace his love;
Will ye not his grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why
Will you grieve your God, and die?
HYMN 73. L. M. [43]
AWAKE, Jerusalem, awake,
No longer in thy sins lie down, Thy garment of salvation take,
Thy beauty and thy strength put on.
2 Shake off the dust that binds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes; Arise and struggle into light,
The great Deliverer calls, Arise!
3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, Zion, assert thy liberty;
Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free. 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace,
Be purg'd from every sinful stain; Be like your Lord, his word embrace, Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain.
SINNERS, obey the Gospel word!
Haste to the supper of my Lord;
Be wise to know your gracious day;
All things are ready, come away!
2 Ready the Father is to own,
And kiss his late returning son;
Ready your loving Saviour stands,
And spreads for you his bleeding hands.
3 Ready the Spirit of his Love,
Just now the stony to remove;
To apply and witness with the blood,
And wash and seal the sons of God.
4 Ready for you the angels wait,
To triumph in your blest estate;
Tuning their harps, they long to praise
The wonders of redeeming grace.
5 The Father, Son and Holy Ghost,
Are ready with their shining host:
All heaven is ready to resound,
The dead's alive! the lost is found!"
COME, then, ye sinners, to the Lord,
In Christ to paradise restored;
His proffer'd benefits embrace,
The plentitude of gospel grace:
2 A pardon written with his blood,
The favor and the peace of God;
The seeing eye, the feeling sense,
The mystic joys of penitence:
3 The godly grief, the pleasing smart,
The meltings of a broken heart;
The tears that tell your sins forgiven,
The sighs that waft your souls to heaven:
4 The guiltless shame, the sweet distress,
Th' unutterable tenderness;
The genuine, meek humility;
The wonder, "Why such love to me!"
5 Th' overwhelming power of saving grace,
The sight that veils the seraphs face;
The speechless awe that dares not move,
And all the silent heaven of love.
HYMN 76. L. M. [44]
HO! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh; "Tis God invites the fallen race; Mercy and free salvation buy,
Buy wine, and milk, and Gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call; "Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find my grace is free for all." 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls;
Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye lab'ring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have, and are, behind; Frankly the gift of God receive, Pardon and peace in Jesus find.
"WHY seek ye that which is not bread,
Nor can your hungry souls sustain ?
On ashes, husks, and air ye feed;
Ye spend your little all in vain.
2 "In search of empty joys below,
Ye toil with unavailing strife:
Whither, ah! whither would ye go?
I have the words of endless life.
3 "Hearken to me with earnest care,
And freely eat substantial food;
The sweetness of my mercy share,
And taste that I alone am good.
4 "I bid you all my goodness prove;
My promises for all are free;
Come taste the manna of my love,
And let your souls delight in ME
5 "Your willing ear and heart incline,
My words believingly receive;
Quicken'd, your souls by faith divine,
An everlasting life shall live."
WHAT could your Redeemer do,
More than he hath done for you?
To procure your peace with God,
Could he more than shed his blood?
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