BROOKLYN. H. M.

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J. ZUNDEL.

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1. FAIR shines the morning star,
The silver trumpets sound,
Their notes reëchoing far,

While dawns the day around:
Joy to the slave; the slave is free;
It is the year of jubilee.

2. Prisoners of hope, in gloom

And silence left to die,

With Christ's unfolding tomb,
Your portals open fly;

Rise with your Lord; He sets you free;
It is the year of jubilee.

3. Ye. who yourselves have sold
For debts to justice due,
Ransomed, but not with gold,

He gave Himself for you!

The blood of Christ hath made you free;
It is the year of jubilee.

4 Captives of sin and shame,
O'er earth and ocean, hear
An angel's voice proclaim
The Lord's accepted year;
Let Jacob rise, be Israel free;
It is the year of jubilee.

MONTGOMERY.

365. II. M.

1. BLOW ye the trumpet, blow,
The gladly-solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,

To earth's remotest bound,
The year or jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners home.

2. Exalt the Lamb of God,

The sin-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by His blood,
Through all the lands proclaim.
The year, &c.

3. Ye slaves of sin and hell,
Your liberty receive,
And safe in Jesus dwell,
And blest in Jesus live.
The year, &c.

4. The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pardoning grace;
Ye happy souls, draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face.
The year, &c.

5. Jesus, our great High Priest,
Has full atonement made;
Ye weary spirits, rest;
Ye mourning souls, be glad.
The year, &c.

TOPLADY.

2. He has pardons, full and free,
Drooping souls to gladden;

Still He cries-"Come unto me,
Weary, heavy laden"

Though your sins like mountains high,

Rise, and reach to heaven.

Soon as you on Him rely,
All shall be forgiven.

3. Precious is the Saviour's name,
Dear to all that love Him;
He to save the dying came;

Go to Him and prove Him.
Wand'ring sinners, now return;
Contrite souls, believe Him!
Jesus calls you, cease to mourn;
Worship Him; receive Him.

367. 7s & 6s.

1. DYING Souls, fast bound in sin,
Trembling and repining,
With no ray of light divine
On your pathway shining;

Why in darkness wander on, Filled with condemnation? Jesus lives; in Him alone Can you find salvation.

2. Prostrate bow; confess your guilt; Own your lost condition;

Yield to Him whose blood was spilt,

Unreserved submission.

Then no more in anguish groan;

See His mediation;

Jesus lives; in Him alone
Can you find salvation.

3. Linger not in all the plain;
Vengeance is pursuing;
'Mid the dying and the slain,
Save your souls from ruin.
Flee to Him who can atone;
Flee from condemnation;
Jesus lives; in Him alone
Can you find salvation.

DOXOLOGY. H. M.

To God the Father's throne
Perpetual honors raise;
Glory to God the Son!
To God the Spirit, praise!
With all our powers,
Eternal King,
Thy name we sing,
While faith adores.

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D.C.

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368. Ss & 78.

2. Now, ye needy, come and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.
3. Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth,
Is to feel your need of Him.

4. Come ye weary, heavy laden, Bruised and mangled by the fall, If you tarry till you 're better,

You will never come at all.

5. Agonizing in the garden,

Lo! your Maker prostrate lies!
On the bloody tree behold Him-
Hear Him cry before He dies.

369. 8s, 7s & 4s.

1. COME, ye sinners, heavy laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall,
If you wait till you are better,
You will never come at all;
Sinners only,

Christ, the Saviour, camo to call.
2. Let no sense of guilt prevent you,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth,
Is to feel your need of Him;
This He gives you-

'T is the Spirit's rising beam.

3. Agonizing in the garden,

Lo! your Saviour prostrate lies; On the bloody tree behold Him,

1. 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.