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Nor will he bid the soul depart,
That trembles at his feet.

4 Oh! come, and with his children, taste
The blessings of his love;

While hope attends the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above.

5 There, with united heart and voice,
Before th' eternal throne,

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Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
In songs on earth unknown.

HYMN 267, C. M.

The Fountain of living Waters.
H! what amazing words of grace
Are in the gospel found,

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Suited to every sinner's case
Who hears the joyful sound!

2. Come, then, with all your wants and wounds,
Your every burden bring;

Here love, unchanging love, abounds,-
A deep celestial spring.

3 This spring with living waters flows,
And heavenly joys imparts;

Come, thirsty souls! your wants disclose,
And drink, with thankful hearts.

4 Millions of sinners, vile as you,
Have here found life and peace;
Come, then, and prove its virtues too,
And drink, adore, and bless.

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HYMN 268, 78.

Sinners urged to accept the Invitation.
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;

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Glorify the King of kings,

Take the peace the gospel brings.

HYMN 269, 78.

Expostulation with Sinners.

aff 1 SINNERS! turn; why will ye die?

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God, your Maker, asks you-Why? God, who did your being give, Made you with himself to live,He the fatal cause demands, Asks the work of his own hands,Why, ye thankless creatures! why, Will ye cross his love, and die? aff 2 Sinners! turn; why will ye die? God, your Saviour, asks you-Why? He, who did your souls retrieve, Died himself that ye might live:Will ye let him die in vain? Crucify your Lord again?

Why, ye ransomed sinners! why
Will ye slight his grace, and die?
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God, the Spirit, asks you-Why?
Many a time with you he strove,
Wooed you to embrace his love:
Will ye not his grace receive?
Will ye still refuse to live?
Oh! ye guilty sinners! why-
Why will ye for ever die?

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HYMN 270, C. M.

Expostulation with Sinners.

INNERS! the voice of God regard;
'T is 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.

8 Your way is dark, and leads to hell;
And will you onward go?
Can you in endless burnings dwell,
Or bear eternal woe?

4 Lo! he, who turns to God, shall live,
Through Lis 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.

mf 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts;He pardons like a God;

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He will forgive your numerous faults,
Through Christ's atoning blood.

HYMN 271, L. M.

Knocking at the Door.

EHOLD a stranger at the door!

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He gently knocks,--has knocked before;
Has waited long-is waiting still;
You treat no other friend so ill.

2 Oh! lovely attitude-he stands
With melting heart and loaded hands:
Oh! matchless kindness-and he shows
This matchless kindness to his foes.

3 But will he prove a friend indeed?
He will-the very friend you need;
The friend of sinners-yes, 't is he,
With garments dyed on Calvary.
mf 4 Rise-touched with gratitude divine,
Turn out his enemy and thine,-
That soul-destroying monster, sin,—
And let the heavenly stranger in.

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5 Admit him, ere his anger burn,—
His feet departed ne'er return;
Admit him,- -or the hour's at hand,
You'll at his door rejected stand.

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HYMN 272, 8s, 7s and 48.

Invitation to Sinners.

aff 1 COME, ye sinners! heavy-laden,

Lost and ruined by the fall,

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you wait till you are better,
You will never come at all:
Sinners only,

Christ, the Saviour, came to call.
2 Let no sense of guilt prevent you,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him:
This he gives you;

'T is the Spirit's rising beam.

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Lo! your Saviour prostrate lies;
On the bloody tree behold him,

There he groans, and bleeds, and dies: "It is finished"—

Heaven accepts the sacrifice.

4 Lo! th' incarnate God ascending
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him,-venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude:
None but Jesus

Can do helpless sinners good.

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While the blissful seats of heaven

Sweetly echo with his name;
Hallelujah!-

Sinners here may sing the same.

HYMN 273, L. M.

The Sinner entreated.

af 1 RETURN, O wanderer! now return,

And seek thine injured Father's face;
Those new desires, that in thee burn,
Were kindled by reclaiming grace.
2 Return, O wanderer! now return,
He hears thy deep repentant sigh;
He hears thy softened spirit mourn,
When no intruding ear is nigh.
3 Return, O wanderer! now return,
Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live;
Go to his bleeding feet, and learn
How freely Jesus can forgive.

4 Return, O wanderer! now return,
And wipe away the falling tear;
Thy Father calls-"No longer mourn!"
'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.

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HYMN 274, C. M.

The heavenly Guest.

AND will the Lord thus condescend,

To visit sinful worms?

Thus at the door shall mercy stand,
In all her winning forms?

2 Shall Jesus for admittance plead,
His charming voice unheard?

And this vile heart, for which he bled,
Remain for ever barred?

8 'T is sin, alas! with tyrant power,
The lodging has possessed;

And crowds of traitors bar the door,
Against the heavenly guest.

4 Lord! rise in thine all-conquering grace,
Thy mighty power display;

One beam of glory from thy face
Can drive my foes away.

5 Ye vile seducers! hence depart;
Dear Saviour! enter in;

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Oh! guard the passage to my heart,
And keep out every sin.

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HYMN 275, 8s, 7s and 48.
Glad tidings.

INNERS! will you scorn the message
Coming from the courts above?

Mercy speaks in every passage;
Every line is full of love;

Oh! believe it,

Every line is full of love.

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Joyful news from heaven proclaim ;Sinners freed from condemnation, Through the all-atoning Lamb!

Life receiving

Through the all-atoning Lamb.

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