382. 5. The angels come at dawn, 6. He lives! again He lives! I hear the voice of Love- 8s & 3s. MRS. SOUTHEY. 1. WE'RE traveling home to heaven above, To sing the Saviour's dying love, Millions have reached that blest abode, 2. We're going to see the bleeding Lamb, In rapturous strain to praise His name, The crown of life we there shall wear, 3. We're going to join the heavenly choir, To raise our voice and tune the lyre, Will you go? There saints and angels gladly sing 4. Ye weary, heavy-laden, come, In the blest house there still is room The Lord is waiting to receive, 5. The way to heaven is straight and plain, Repent, believe, be born again, The Saviour cries aloud to thee, 6. O, could I hear some sinner say, 383. I'll start this moment, clear the way, My old companions, fare you well, 1. WHEN Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come 2. I love to meet Thy people now, But, can I bear the piercing thought, 3. O Lord, prevent it by Thy grace, Thy pardoning voice, O let me hear, 4. Among Thy saints let me be found, Whene'er the archangel's trump shall sound, To see Thy smiling face; 384. Then loudest of the throng I'll sing, While heaven's resounding mansions ring C. P. M. OVINGTON'S COLL. 1. Lo! on a narrow neck of land, A point of time, a moment's space 2. O God, mine inmost soul convert, Give me to feel their solemn weight, 3. Before me place, in dread array, When Thou with clouds shalt come 4. Be this my one great business here, 4 385. 5. Then, Saviour, then my soul receive, 6s & 4s. Peculiar. C. WESLEY. 1. CHILD of sin and sorrow, filled with dismay, While yet there's room. 2. Child of sin and sorrow, why wilt thou die? Come, while thou canst borrow help from on high: Grieve not that love, Which from above Child of sin and sorrow Would bring thee nigh. 3. Child of sin and sorrow, where wilt thou flee? Through that long to-morrow, eternity! Exiled from home, Darkly to roam— Child of sin and sorrow, Where wilt thou flee? 4. Child of sin and sorrow, lift up thine eye! Heirship thou canst borrow in worlds on high! In that high home, 386. Graven thy name: Child of sin and sorrow, 8s & 6s. T. HASTINGS. 1. Go, watch and pray! thou canst not tell Thou canst not know how soon the bell Death's countless snares beset thy way! Frail child of dust, go watch and pray! 2. Fond youth, while free from blighting care, Does thy firm pulse beat high? Do hope's glad visions, bright and fair, Soon these must change, must pass away; 3. Thou aged man, life's wint'ry storm 4. Ambition, stop thy panting breath! Behold the caverns, dark with death, The heavenly warning now obey; 387. 7s & 6s. SPIR. SONGS. 1. SINNER, hear the Saviour's call, He has seen thy grievous thrall, Grace to save thee from thy fears, 2. Why art thou afraid to come, Wilt thou dread the Lamb of God 3. Think how on the cross He hung, |