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3 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
This he gives you ;
Pleads the merit of his blood ; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude;
None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 5 Saints and angels, joined in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lamb;
Hart. 194 The Gospel Feast.
C. M. 1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor,
, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store
For every humble guest.
He calls, he bids you come;
But see, there yet is room.
There love and pity meet; Nor will he bid the soul depart,
That trembles at his feet. 4 In him the Father, reconciled,
Invites your souls to come; The rebel shall be called a child,
And kindly welcomed home. Mrs. Steele. 195 The accepted Time. 2 Cor. vi. 2. S. M
OW is th' accepted time,
Now is the day of grace, Now, sinners, come without delay, And seek the Saviour's face.
2 Now is th' accepted time,
The Saviour calls to-day; To-morrow it may be too late
Then why should you delay ? 3 Now is th' accepted time,
The gospel bids you come ; And every promise in his word Declares there yet is room.
Dobell 196 The Saviour's Invitation. John vii. 37. C.M. 1 THE Saviour callslet every ear
: Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear,
Hope smiles reviving round.
Here streams of bounty flow;
To banish mortal wo.
The gracious call obey,; Mercy invites to heavenly joys,
And can you yet delay?
To thee let sinners fly,
Mrs. Steele. 197 “Yet there is room."
H. M. 1 YE dying sons of men,
Sunk deep in sin and wo,
While Jesus sends to you ;
No vain excuses frame;
Though poor, and blind, and lame :
For every trembling soul there 's room. 3 Compelled by bleeding love,
Ye wandering souls, draw near ;
Christ calls you from above
His charming accents hear ; Let whosoever will, now come;
In mercy's arms there still is room. Boden. 198 The Gospel Feast.
C. M. 1 THE King of heaven his table spreads, Not paradise, with all its joys,
Can such delight afford.
And endless life are given,
To raise the soul to heaven.
Were fed and feasted here;
Around the board appear.
Nor weak excuses frame ; Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the Founder's name. Doddridge. 199 “ The word is nigh thee.” Rom. x. 6—8. 7. 6. 1 SAY
not, sinner, in thy heart
66 Who shall ascend on high, Call on Christ to take my part,
And bring him from the sky ?" Say not, in thy unbelief
Who will to the depths descend, Tell the burdened sinner's grief,
And bring the sinner's Friend ?" 2 No, the gracious word of faith
Hath taught thee better things;
While Christ to thee it brings :
The word is ever nigh." C. Wesley, (altd.)
L. M. 16 “COME bither, all ye weary souls,
Ye heavy-laden sinners, come ;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 “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 “ Bless'd 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." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command;
With faith and hope and humble zeal,
Watts. 201 The Self-righteous invited.
C. M. TE perishing and naked poor,
Who work, with mighty pain, To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your sin ;2 Come naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepared by God, Wrought by the labors of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.
Are everlasting mines,
Watts. 202 The Voice of Free Grace. 1 THE voice of free grace cries, “ Escape to the
mountain; For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a
fountain ; For sin and uncleanness and every transgres.
sion, His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation."
We'll praise him again when we pass over Jordan.
He calls you in mercy-and can you forbear?
Though your sins have arisen as high as a moun
tain, His blood can remove them-it flows from the
fountain. 3 Bless'd Jesus, thou reignest exalted and gloO'er sin, death, and hell, thou art ever vic
torious; Thy name will we praise in the great congre
gation, And triumph, ascribing to thee our salvation. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the
shore ; With harps in our hands, we'll praise thee the
more ; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the And sing of salvation for ever and ever.
Thornby. 203 The Sinner called.
S. M. 1 RETURN and come to God ;
away; Seek ye the Saviour's cleansing blood;
Repent, believe, obey.
For Jesus bled, and died,
Should ever be denied.
'Tis God vouchsafes to call; And fearful will their end be found,
On whom his wrath shall fall. 4 Come then, whoever will,
Come while 'tis called to-day;
Doane. 204 “Behold, I stand at the Door.” Rev. iii. 20. L. M.
EHOLD a stranger at the door! Has waited long-is waiting still: You treat no other friend so ill.