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3 If inward, still inquiring,
I turn my searching eye,
I raise my feeble cry,
To cheer my troubled breast,
To give my spirit rest.
Is there no refuge nigh?
And leaves thee thus to die :
Before the throne of grace;
Thy strength and righteousness. 251.
Conviction by the Lai. 1 LORD! how secure my conscience was,
And felt no inward dread! was alive without the law,
And thought my sins were dead. 2 My hopes of heaven were firm and bright;
But since the precept came,
I find how vile I am.
Tiil terribly I saw
Is thine eternal law.
My sins revived again :-
And all my hopes are slain.
For some kind power to save,
And thus redeem the slave. 252.
The Strivings of the Spirit.
Urged thee to leave the ways of sin,
And yield thy heart to God's control? 2 Sinner! it was a heavenly voice,
It was the Spirit's gracious call;
And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 3 Spurn not the call to life and light;
Regard, in time, the warning kind;
And yet the gate of mercy find.
With hardened, self-destroying man;
May never hear his voice again. 5 Sinner! perhaps, this very day,
Thy last accepted time may be:
Then hope may never beam on thee. 253.
Man condemned before God. 1 AH! how shall fallen man
Be just before his God?
We fall beneath his rod.
With strict inquiring eyes,
A just excuse devise ?
Who can with thee contend?
Shall prosper in the end?
Their ancient seats forsake;
Her rooted pillars shake. 5 Ah! how shall guilty man
Contend with such a God?
But through the Saviour's blood.
S. M. 254.
The evil Heart.
I turn mine eyes within ;-
The seat of every sin.
What vile affections there!
Pride, envy, slavish fear!
These hateful sins subdue;
And all my powers renew.
Shall loud hosannas raise;
My lips pronounce thy praise.
The Saviour's Invitation.
Attend the heavenly sound;
Hope smiles reviving round.
Here streams of bounty flow,
To banish mortal wo.
The gracious call obey ;
And can you yet delay?
To thee let sinners fly,
And drink, and never die.
Rest for the weary Penitent.
Come, and accept the promised rest;
And cast your gloomy fears away.
To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes;
How rich the gift, how free the grace!
The hope thy gracious words impart;
And bless the kind inviting voice.
Confirm our faith,—our fears remove;
And guide us to eternal rest. 257.
The Gospel. Trumpet.
And every heart rejoice;
With an inviting voice.
That feed upon the wind,
To fill th' immortal mind !-
A soul-reviving feast,
The rich provision taste.
And pine away and die !
With springs that never dry.
In a rich ocean join ;
Like floods of milk and wine.
6 The happy gates of gospel-grace
Stand open night and day ;-
And drive our wants away. 258.
Christ's Invitation to Sinners.
Ye heavy-laden sinners! come;
And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 “ They shall find rest, who learn of me,
I'm of a meek and lowly mind;
And pride is restless as the wind. 3 « Blessed is the man, whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight;
My grace shall make the burden light." 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. 259.
Living Waters. 1 HO! 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;
Pardon and peace in Jesus find. 3 Come to the living waters, come;
Sinners ! obey your Maker's voice;
And in redeeming love rejoice. 260.
The Resolve. I COME, trembling sinner! in whose breast,
A thousand thoughts revolve ;