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Here's pardon, life, and endless peace
How rich the gift!-how free the grace! 247
C. M. Eastport. Patmos,
SINNERS, the voice of God regard ;
His mercy speaks to-day;
He calls you by his sovereign word,
From sin's destructive way.
2 Like the rough sea, that cannot rest,
You live devoid of peace;
A thousand stings within your breast,
Deprive your souls of ease.
3 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go?
In pain you travail all your days,
To reap immortal wo!
4 But he, who turns to God, shall live,
Through his abounding grace :
His mercy will the guilt forgive,
Of those who seek his face.
5 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing every sin;
Submit to him, your sovereign Lord,
And learn his will divine.
6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts !
He pardons like a God!
He will forgive your numerous faults
Through our Redeemer's blood. 248
S. M. Haverhill. Little Marlboro'.
OH, cease! my wandering soul,
On restless wing to roam;
All this wide world, to either pole,
Has not for thee a home.
2 Behold the ark of God !
Behold the open door;
Oh! haste to gain that dear abode,
And rove, my soul, no more.
3 There, safe thou shalt abide,
There, sweet shall be thy rest,
And every longing satisfied,
With full salvation blest.
88, 73 & 4.
Greenville 249 Sinners entreated by the Mercies of Christ.
COME, ye sinners-poor and wretched
Come in mercy's gracious hour!
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power:
He is able-
He is willing-doubt no more.
2 Come, ye thirsty-ye are welcome!
God's'free bounty glorify:
True belief, and true repentance,
Every grace which brings us nigh,
Come to Jesus Christ, and buy.
3 Agonizing in the garden,
Lo! the Saviour prostrate lies!
On the bloody cross behold him,
Hear him cry before he dies
" It is finished !"-
Heaven's atoning sacrifice!
4 Lo! th' incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood :
Venture on him-venture wholly ;
Let no other trust intrude:
None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good. 250
YE dying sons of men,
Immerged in sin and wo!
Now mercy calls again;
Its message is to you !
Ye perishing and guilty, come!
In mercy's arms there yet is room.
2 No longer now delay,
Nor vain excuses frame;
Christ bids you come to-day,
Though poor, and blind, and lame
All things are ready—sinners, come!
For every trembling soul there's room
3 Drawn by his dying love,
Ye wandering sheep, draw near!
He calls you from above,
The Shepherd's voice now hear:
To him whoever will may come,
In Jesus' arms there still is room.
C. M. Dedham. Oakland,
SINNERS, behold the Lamb of God,
Who takes away our guilt ;
Look to th' atoning precious blood,
That for our sins he spilt.
2 Sinners, to Jesus now draw near,
Invited by his word;
The chief of sinners need not fear;
Behold the Lamb of God !
3 Backsliders, too, the Saviour calls,
And washes in his blood :
Arise-return from grievous falls;
Behold the Lamb of God!
4 In every state, and time, and place,
Nought plead but Jesus' blood;
However wretched be your case,
Behold the Lamb of God!
5 Spirit of grace, to us apply
Immanuel's precious blood;
That we may, with thy saints on high,
Behold the Lamb of God.
THE voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain :
For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain ;
For sin and uncleanness—for every transgression,
His blood flows most freely in streams of salvation.'
Hallelujah to the Lamb, who has boug us a pardon;
We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan.
2 Ye souls that are wounded, to the Saviour repair,
Now he calls you in mercy-and can you forbear?
Though your sins are increased as high as a mountain,
His blood can remove them-it flows from the fountain.
3 Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious ;
O'er sin, death, and hell, he is more than victorious ;
With shouting proclaim itoh trust in his passion,
He saves us most freely-oh precious salvation !
4 Our Jesus his name now proclaims all victorious,
He reigns over all, and his kingdom is glorious :
To Jesus we'll join with the great congregation,
And triumph, ascribing to him our salvation.
5 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore;
With harps in our hands, we will praise him the more;
We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river,
and aing of salvation forever and ever!
S. M. Haverhin. Pentonville.
THE Spirit, in our hearts,
Is whispering, 'Sinner, come;'
The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims
To all his children, 'Come!'
2 Let him that heareth say
To all about him, 'Come!
Let him that thirsts for righteousness,
To Christ, the fountain, come !
3 Yes, whosoever will,
Oh let him freely come,
And freely drink the stream of life;
'Tis Jesus bids him come.
4 Lo! Jesus, who invites,
Declares, 'I quickly come:'
Lord, even so! we wait thy hour ;
O blest Redeemer, come 254
C. M. Dedham. Princetoa.
Oh what amazing words of grace
Are in the gospel found !
Buited to every sinner's case,
Who knows the joyful sound.
2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls,
Are freely welcome here;
Salvation, like a river, rolls,
Abundant, free, and clear.
3 Come then, with all your wants and wounds,
Your every burden bring!
Here love-unchanging love abounds,
A deep, celestial spring!
4 Whoever will-wh gracious word!
Shall of this stream partake;
Come, thirsty souls
and bless the Lord,
And drink for Jesus' sake!
5 Millions of sinners, vile as you,
Have here found life and peace;
Come, then, and prove its virtues too,
And drink, adore, and bless.
C. M. St. Martin'n. Stephene. 255
The Gospel Feast.
YE wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Behold a royal feast !
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store,
For every humble guest.
2 There Jesus stands with open arms;
He calls--he bids you come:
Though guilt restrains-and fear alarms,
Behold, there yet is room.
3 Oh! come, and with his children taste
The blessings of his love;
While hope expects the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above.
4 There, with united heart and voice,
Before th' eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
In songs on earth unknown.
5 And yet ten thousand thousand more
Are welcome still to come:
Ye longing souls, the grace adore,
And enter while there's room.
L. M. 61. Palestine. Belville. 256
The Gospel adapted to give Peace and Rest.
PEACE, humbled soul, whose plaintive moan
Hath taught these rocks the notes of wo;
Cease thy complaint-suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow;
Behold the precious balm is found,
To lull thy pain, to heal thy wound.
2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed,
Unburthen here thy weighty load;
Here find thy refuge and thy rest,
And trust the mercy of thy God :
Thy God's thy Saviour-glorious word!
Forever Icve and praise the Lord. 257
Sinners invited to Living Waters.
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 Come to the living waters—come!
Sinners, obey your Maker's call;
Return, ye weary wanderers, home,
And find his grace is free to all.