Hallelujah to the Triune God.
1 SING-Hallelujah! praise the Lord!
Sing with a cheerful voice;
Exalt our God with one accord,
And in his name rejoice:
Ne'er cease to sing, thou ransomed host!
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Till in the realms of endless light,
Your praises shall unite.
2 There we to all eternity,
Shall join th' angelic lays,
And sing, in perfect harmony,
To God our Saviour's praise;
He hath redeemed us by his blood,
And made us kings and priests to God:
For us-for us the Lamb was slain,→
Praise ye the Lord!—Amen.
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The Alarm.
1 SINNER! stop-Oh! stop and think,
Before you farther go:
Will you sport upon the brink
Of everlasting wo?
On the verge of ruin stop ;
Now the friendly warning take;
Stay your footsteps, ere you drop
Into the burning lake.
2 Say-have you an arm like God,
That you his will oppose?
Fear you not that iron-rod
With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that dread day,
Which his justice shall proclaim,
When the earth shall melt away,
Like wax before the flame?
3 Ghastly death will quickly come,
And drag you to his bar:
Then you'll hear your awful doom,
And sink in deep despair!
All your sins will round you crowd;
You will mark their crimson die,
Each for vengeance crying loud,
And then-no refuge nigh!
1 SINNER! Oh! why so thoughtless grown
Why in such fearful haste to die?
Why speed thy flight to worlds unknown,-
Regardless of thy destiny?
2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God,
Led on by sin's delusive dreams?
Madly despise the Saviour's blood,
And force thy passage to the flames?
3 Sinner! Oh! lift thy thoughts above,
And hear the Lord of life unfold
The glories of his dying love-
For ever telling, yet untold!
1 HASTE, O sinner! to be wise,
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Wisdom warns thee, from the skies,
All the paths of death to shun.
2 Haste, and mercy now implore;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Thy probation may be o'er,
Ere this evening's work is done.
3 Haste, O sinner! now return;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Lest thy lamp should cease to burn,
Ere salvation's work is done.
4 Haste, while yet thou canst be blest;
Stay not for the morrow's sun;
Death may thy poor soul arrest,
Ere the morrow is begun.
1 DELAY not, delay not; O sinner! draw near, The waters of life are now flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here, Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse
The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God? A fountain is opened,-how canst thou refuse To wash, and be cleansed in his pard'ning blood?
3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner! to come,
For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not; the Spirit of grace,
Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight;
And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race,To sink in the gloom of eternity's night.
1 WHY will ye waste, on trifling cares,
That life which God's compassion spares,
While, in the various range of thought,
The one thing needful is forgot?
2 Shall God invite you from above?
Shall Jesus urge his dying love?
Shall troubled conscience give you pain,
And all these pleas unite in vain?
3 Not so your eyes will always view
Those objects which you now pursue;
Not so will heaven and hell appear,
When death's decisive hour is near.
4 Almighty God! thy grace impart;
Fix deep conviction on each heart:
Nor let us waste, on trifling cares,
That life which thy compassion spares.
Exhortation to Repentance.
1 REPENT! the voice celestial cries,
No longer dare delay:
The soul that scorns the mandate dies,
And meets a fiery day.
2 No more the sovereign eye of God
O'erlooks the crimes of men;
His heralds now are sent abroad
To warn the world of sin.
3 O sinners! in his presence bow,
And all your guilt confess;
Accept the offered Saviour now,
Nor trifle with his grace.
4 Soon, will the awful trumpet sound, And call you to his bar;
His mercy knows th' appointed bound,
And yields to justice there.
5 Amazing love-that yet will call,
And yet prolong our days!
Our hearts subdued by goodness fall,
And weep, and love, and praise.
The Sinner meeting God.
1 SINNER! art thou still secure?
Wilt thou still refuse to pray?
Can thy heart or hand endure,
In the Lord's avenging day?
2 See, his mighty arm is bared;
Awful terrors clothe his brow!
For his judgments stand prepared ;-
Thou must either break or bow.
3 At his presence nature shakes,
Earth affrighted hastes to flee;
Solid mountains melt like wax:
What will then become of thee?
4 Who his coming may abide ?
You that glory in your shame !—
Can you find a place to hide,
When the world is wrapt in flame?
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The Voice of Mercy.
1 HEAR, O sinner!
mercy hails you; Now with sweetest voice she calls;
Bids you haste to seek the Saviour,
Ere the hand of justice falls :
Hear, O sinner!
"T is the voice of mercy calls.
2 See! the storm of vengeance gathering
O'er the path you dare to tread!
Hark! the awful thunder rolling
Loud and louder o'er your head!
Turn, O sinner!
Lest the lightning strike you dead. 3 Haste, O sinner! to the Saviour; Seek his mercy while you may; Soon the day of grace is over ;— Soon your life will pass away; Haste, O sinner!
You must perish if you stay.
Present and future Realities.
1 LO! on a narrow neck of land,
Between two boundless seas I stand,-
Yet how insensible!
A point of time-a moment's space-
Removes me to yon heavenly place,
Or-shuts me up in hell!
2 O God! my inmost soul convert,
And, deeply on my thoughtless heart,
Eternal things impress;
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And save me, ere it be too late ;-
Wake me to righteousness.
3 Before me place, in bright array, The pomp of that tremendous day,
When thou with clouds shalt come,
To judge the nations at thy bar ;—
And tell me, Lord! shall I be there,
To meet a joyful doom?
4 Be this my one great business here,
With holy trembling, holy fear,
To make my calling sure?
Thine utmost counsel to fulfill,
To suffer all thy righteous will,
And to the end endure!
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