e 4 Who his advent may abide?
-You who glory in your shame,
Will you find a place to hide,
When the world is wrapped in flame?
5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace,
Soon we must resign our breath;
And our souls be called to pass
Through the iron gate of death.
6 Let us now our day improve,
Listen to the gospel voice;
Seek the things that are above;
Scorn the world's pretended joys.

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NEWTON.

HYMN 110. C. M. Bishopsgate. [b] Sinners entreated to forsake their Ways. Isa, lv. 7. INNERS, the voice of God regard;

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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.

o 3 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go?

In pain you travail all your days,
To reap immortal woe!

o 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.

o 6 His love exceeds your highest thoughts;

He pardons like a God:

o He will forgive your numerous faults Through a Redeemer's blood.

HYMN 111. 8, 7, & 4.

FAWCETT.

Sinners entreated to hear.

SINNERS, will you scorn the message,
Sent in mercy from above?

e Every sentence-O how tender!
-Every line is full of love;
a Listen to it-

o Every line is full of love.

-2 Hear the heralds of the gospel
News from Zion's King proclaim,
To each rebel sinner-" Pardon,
"Free forgiveness in his name."
How important!

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d Free forgiveness in his name!

-3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour;
Fearful hearts, they quell your fears;
And with news of consolation,

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Chase away the falling tears:

Tender heralds

o Chase away the falling tears.

-4 False professors, grovelling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word,

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While the messengers address you,

Take the warnings they afford;
We entreat you,

d Take the warnings they afford.

e 5 Who hath our report believed? Who received the joyful word?

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Who embraced the news of pardon, Offered to you by the Lord!

Can you slight it—

Offered to you by the Lord!

-6 O, ye angels, hovering round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way,

0 Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay:

Rebel sinners

Glad the message will obey.

ALLEN.

HYMN 112. 7s. Fairfax. [b]

Burdened Sinners invited to Christ. Matt. ix. 23

1.COME, ye weary souls oppressed,

Find in Christ the promised rest,

On him all your burdens roll,
He can wound, and he make whole.

2 Ye who dread the wrath of God,
Come and wash in Jesus' blood:
To the Son of David cry;

In his word he's passing by.

3 Naked, guilty, poor, and blind,

All your wants in Jesus find;
This the day of mercy is,

Now accept the proffered bliss.

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DECOURCY.

HYMN 113. 8s & 78. Calvary. [b]

Suppliant Address to the Saviour. Mark x. 43.
ESUS, full of all compassion,

Jhear thy humble suppliant's cry;

Let me know thy great salvation;
See, I languish, faint, and die.

e 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting,
Overwhelmed with helpless grief-
Prostrate at thy feet repenting

Send, O send me quick relief!
e 3 Whither should a wretch be flying,
But to him who comfort gives?
Whither, from the dread of dying,
But to him who ever lives?

-8 On the word thy blood hath sealed,
Hangs my everlasting all;
Let thine arm be now revealed,
Stay, O stay me, lest I fall!

e 9 In the world of endless ruin,
Let it never, Lord, be said,

d" Here's the soul that perished, suing
"For the boasted Saviour's aid!"
o 10 Saved the deed shall spread new glory
Through the shining realms above;

8 Angels sing the pleasing story,
All enraptured with thy love

TURNER.

HYMN 114. L. M. Geneva. [b *] Vision of the Dry Bones. Ezek. xxxiv. 3. 1 LOOK down, O Lord, with pitying eye,

See Adam's race in ruin lie;

Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground,
And scatters slaughtered millions round.
⚫ 2 And can these mouldering corpses live?
And can these perished bones revive?
-That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
3 Thy ministers are sent in vain,
To prophesy upon the slain

e In vain they call, in vain they cry,
-Till thine almighty aid is nigh.

o 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe,
Life spreads through all the realms of death;
Dry bones obey thy powerful voice;
They move, they waken, they rejoice.
o 5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground,
Dead saints shall from their tombs arise,
And spring to life beyond the skies.

HYMN 115. C. M. Mear. [*]
Converting Grace.

Ps. xlv. 35.

His thy victorious sword!
AIL, mighty Jesus, how divine

The stoutest rebel must resign,
At thy commanding word.

e 2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give,-
They pierce the hardest heart;

o Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, And joy succeeds to smart

g 3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh,
Ride with majestic sway;

Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly,
And make thy foes obey.

4 And when thy victories are complete,
And all the chosen race

Shall round the throne of mercy meet,
To sing thy conquering grace--

e 50 may my humble soul be found
Among that favoured band;

o And I with them thy praise will sound, Throughout Emmanuel's land.

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WALLIN.

Bath. [*]

HYMN 116. L. M. Revival of Religion hoped for. THILE I to grief my soul gave way, To see the work of God decline, -Methought I heard the Saviour say, g "Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. -2 "Though for a time I hide my face, "Rely upon my love and power, "Still wrestle at the throne of grace, "And wait for a reviving hour,

o 3 "Take down thy long-neglected harp;
"I've seen thy tears, and heard thy prayer;
e "The winter season has been sharp,
o "But spring shall all its wastes repair."
-4 Lord, I obey-my hopes revive;
o Come, join with me, ye saints, and sing;
o Our foes in vain against us strive,

For God will help and triumph bring.

HYMN 117. C. M. Plymouth. [b *] God's Regard to the actively pious. Mal. iii. 16, 17. HE Lord on mortal worms looks down, From his celestial throne;

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And when the wicked swarm around,
He well discerns his own.

e 2 He sees the tender hearts, that mourn
The scandals of the times;

And join their efforts to oppose
The wide-prevailing crimes.

-3 Low in the social band he bows
His still attentive ear;

And, while his angels sing around,
Delights their voice to hear.

o 4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep
Their words in transcript fair;

In the Redeemer's book of life,

Their names recorded are.

d 5 "Yes," saith the Lord, "the world shall know "These humble souls are mine: "These, when my jewels I produce,

"Shall in full lustre shine.

6" When deluges of fiery wrath

"My foes away shall bear;

"That hand which strikes the wicked through,

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"Shall all my children spare."

DODDRIDGE.

HYMN 118. C. M. Windsor. [b]
Prayer for spiritual Healing.

THO

NHOU great Physician of the soul,
To thee I bring my case;

My raging malady control,

And heal me by thy grace.

2 Help me to state my whole complaint

But where shall I begin?