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2 See, Jesus stands with open arms;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;
3 In Jesus' condescending heart
4 Come, then, and with his people taste
While hope attends the sweet repast
HYMN 261. L. M. [#]
1 COME, fellow sinners, come away;
2 O be not faithless in the Lord :
Whate'er is right we shall receive
He will immortal treasures give.
3 Lord, in thy vineyard we appear,
Nor from thy precepts ever rove.
4 And when thy labourers all come home, May each, with joy, thy goodness see; Nor fault what boundless grace has done, In setting man from bondage free.
HYMN 262. C. M. [#]
God is Love.
1 COME, ye that know and love the Lord,
2 This precious truth his word declares,
3 Behold his patience bearing long
4 O may we all, while here below,
HYMN 263. 7s. M. [#]
1 COME, said Jesus' sacred voice,
2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn; Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste.
3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
HYMN 264. C. M. [#]
1 YE favoured children of the Lord, Ye loved, ye ransomed race, Come, listen to the cheering word Of our Redeemer's grace.
2 O come; attend the Saviour's call; He only life can give;
His gracious voice proclaimed to all
3 But man, regardless of his words, From Jesus doth depart;
The joyful sound no life affords
4 Hasten, O God, that glorious day, In thine own plan designed,
When thou wilt take the veil away
5 Then sinners shall with grateful hearts
HYMN 265. C. M. [#]
1 SEE the kind angels at the gates,
There Jesus, the Forerunner, waits,
2 There, on a green and flowery mount, Our weary souls shall sit,
And with transporting joys recount
3 No vain discourse shall fill our tongue, Nor trifles vex our ear;
Infinite grace shall be our song,
4 Eternal glory to the King
That brought us safely through; Our tongue shall never cease to sing, And endless praise renew.
HYMN 266. L. M. [#]
1 COME, all ye weary, fainting souls, Ye heavy laden sinners, come;
I'll give you rest from all your toils,
2 Ye shall find rest, that learn of me;
And pride is restless as the wind.
3 Blest 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, Resign our spirits to thy hand,
To rule and guide us at thy will.
8 & 7s. M. [#]
Call to Zion.
1 PRAISE to God, the great Creator,
2 Here indulge each grateful feeling;