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8s, 79 & 4. 194
Close of a Protracted Meeting. NOW these solemn days are ending,
All their glowing hopes are o'er; Now the final hour is spendingWe shall see their joys no more;
Days of gladness-
Have been pressed upon our ears ;
To the Saviour thou must go-
Never resting Till salvation he bestow. 4 Thoughtless ones, while ye, departing,
Hasten from these scenes away,
Rise where matchless glories glow;
CONVICTION AND CONFESSION.
C. M. 195
Conviction by the Law.
And felt no inward dread!
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.
Till I with terror saw
Is thine eternal law.
My sins revived again;
And all my hopes were slain.
Exert thy power to save ;
And thus redeem the slave. 196
My terror now begins;
In trespasses and sins.
The law proclaims destruction nigh,
And vengeance at the door. 3 When I review my ways,
I dread impending doom ;
6 Flee from the wrath to come. 4 I see—or think I see,
A glimmering from afar ;
To save me from despair. 5 Forerunner of the sun,
It marks the pilgrim's way; I'll gaze upon it while I run, And watch the rising day.
L. M. 197
Impenitence deplored. AMID displays of wrath and love,
What stubborn creatures, Lord, are we! No relish for the joys of heaven,
No dread of endless misery.
Thy threatenings and thy promises !
Nor fear to sin—nor seek to please. 3 Could angels weep-for us they'd mourn:
Break, then, these flinty hearts, O God! Sure we must melt beneath thy grace,
Or feel the terrors of thy rod.
C. M. 198
We all, like sheep astray,
In folly, from thy paths have turned,
Each to his sinful way. 2 Sins of omission, and of act,
Through all our lives abound; Alas! in thought, and word, and deed,
No health in us is found. 3 Oh spare us, Lord !-in mercy spare!
Our contrite souls restore, Through him who suffered on the cross,
And man's transgressions bore. 4 And grant, O Father! for his sake
That we, through all our days, A just and godly life may
lead, To thine eternal praise.
4s & 6s. 199
The convicted Sinner urged to submit.
Oh now begin
the Lord ;
And mourn the day,
And bless their King,
Oh now submit
At Jesus' feet,
To come to him
Resist no more
The Spirit's power,
4 O sovereign Lord,
Now speak the word,
Yet as they bleed,
Let love succeed,
And make the wounded whole. 200
Coldness and Inconstancy lamented. DEAR Jesus-when-when shall it be, That I no more shall break with thee? When will this war of passion cease,
And I enjoy a lasting peace ? 2 Here I repent—and sin again;
Sometimes revive—sometimes am slainSlain with the same malignant dart,
Which, oh! too often wounds thy heart. 3 When, gracious Lord—when shall it be,
That I shall find my all in thee-
8s & 6s. 201
Prayer for pardoning Mercy.
Now hear us from on high;
To thee, to thee we cry:
We plead thine all-prevailing name. 2 Ruined, and all defiled with sin,
Our souls would turn and live;
And all our sins forgive: