C. M. 175

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. 176

The Gospel adapted to give Peace and Rest. PEACE, humbl'd 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 love and praise the Lord.

L. M. 177

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.

S. M. 178

Now the accepted Time.
NOW 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. 4 Lord, draw reluctant souls,

And feast them with thy love:
Then will the angels swiftly fly

To bear the news above.

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8. M. 179

Now the accepted Time. ALL yesterday is gone!

To-morrow's not our own; O sinner, come, without delay

Come, bow before the throne ! 2 Oh hear his voice to-day,

And harden not your heart:
To-morrow, with a frown, he may

Pronounce the word-depart.

C. M. 180

Pardon and Sanctification offered.
IN vain we lavish out our lives

To gather empty wind;
The choicest blessings earth can yield

Will starve a hungry mind.
2 But God can every want supply,

And fill our hearts with peace: He gives by covenant, and by oath,

The riches of his grace.
3 Come—and he'll cleanse our spotted souls,

And wash away our stains
In that dear fountain, which his Son

Poured from his dying veins.
4 There shall his sacred Spirit dwell,

And deep engrave his law; And every motion of our souls

To swift obedience draw, 5 Thus will he pour salvation down,

And we shall render praise; We, the dear people of his love,

And he, our God of grace.

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C. M.
181

God's gracious Call to Sinners.
LET us adore the grace that seeks

To draw our hearts above:
For, lo! the great Jehovah speaks,

And every word is love.
2 Lord, help us now to seek thy face,

By Christ, the living way;
And praise thee for this hour of grace

Through an eternal day!
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RETURN, O wanderer--now return!

And seek thy Father's face!
Those new desires, which in thee burn,

Were kindled by his grace.
2 Return, O wanderer—now return!

He hears thy humble sigh:
He sees thy softened spirit mourn,

When no one else is nigh.
3 Return, O wanderer-now return!

Thy Saviour bids thee live :
Go to his feet-and grateful learn

How freely he'll forgive.
4 Return, O wanderer—now return!

And wipe the falling tear:
Thy Father calls—no longer mourn!

'Tis love invites thee near,
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THUS saith the wisdom of the Lord,
Blest is the man that hears my word;
Keeps daily watch before my gates,
And at my feet for mercy waits.

souls

L. M.

2 The soul that seeks me shall obtain

Immortal wealth, and heavenly gain ;
Immortal life is his reward,
Life, and the favor of the Lord.

184

Sinners urged to accept the Invitation. YE, who in his courts are found, Listening to the joyful sound, Lost and helpless as ye are, Sons of sorrow, sin, and care, Glorify the King of kings,

Take the peace the gospel brings. 2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes,

View this bleeding sacrifice;
See, in him, your sins forgiven,
Pardon, holiness, and heaven:
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace

the gospel brings.

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Expostulation with Sinners. SINNERS, turn-why will ye die ? God, your Maker, asks you why: God, who did your being give, Made

you

with himself to live.
2 Sinners, turn-why will ye die ?

God, your Saviour, asks you why:
He, who did your souls retrieve,

He who died, that you might live. 3 Will you let him die in yain ?

Crucify your Lord again?
Why-ye ransomed

sinners—why
Will

ye slight his grace, and die?