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2 “ Sprinkled now with blood the throne,

" Why beneath thy burdens groan?
“On my pierced body laid,
“ Justice owns the ransom paid :
“ Pardon now and peace are given;

“ Wide unfolds the gate of heaven. 3 “ Spread for thee the festal board,

" See with richest dainties stor'd!
“ To thy Father's bosom press’d,
“ Yet again a child confess'd;
“ Never from his house to rove,
6 Folded in the arms of love.
“ Soon the days of life will end,

Lo, I come, thy Saviour, Friend,
“ Safe thy spirit to convey
" To the realms of endless day;
“ Up to my eternal home
“ Come and welcome, sinner, come.”

HYMN 142. 8.7.4. Him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out." 1 COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched,

Now is the accepted hour;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power ;

He is able,

He is willing ; doubt no more.
2 Let not conscience make you linger ;

Nor of fitness fondly dream ;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him ;

This he gives you,
'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.

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Lo! the incarnate God ascended

Pleads the virtue of his blood;
Rest entirely on his merits,
Let no other trust intrude;

None but Jesus
Can do helpless sinners good.
Saints and angels, join'd in concert,

Sing the praises of the Lamb;
While the blissful seats of heaven
Sweetly echo with his name:

Hallelujah!
Sinners here may sing the same.

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HYMN 143. L. M.

Ho! every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters."

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HO! every one that thirsts, draw nigh;
'Tis God invites the fallen race,
Mercy and free salvation buy;
Buy wine, and milk, and saving grace.
Come to the living waters, come!
Sinners, obey your Maker's call ;
Return, ye weary wanderers, home,
And find my grace is free for all.
See from the rock a fountain rise!
For

you in healing streams it rolls;
Money you need not bring nor price,
Ye labouring, heavy-laden souls.
Nothing ye in exchange shall give;
Leave all you have, and are, behind ;
Freely the gift of God receive;
Pardon and

peace in Jesus find.

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HYMN 144. L.M.
“ Come unto me, all ye that are weary."
1 COME, weary souls, with sin distrest,

Come, and accept the promis'd rest;
The Saviour's gracious call obey,

And cast your gloomy fears away.
2 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load,

O come, and spread your woes abroad;
Divine compassion, mighty love,

Will all the painful load remove.
3 Here mercy's boundless ocean flows,

To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes;
Pardon, and life, and endless peace;
How rich the gift! bow free the grace !
Lord, we accept with thankful heart
The hope thy gracious words impart;
We come with trembling, yet rejoice,

And bless the kind inviting voice.
5 Blest Saviour, let thy powerful love

Cenfirm our faith, our fears remove;
And sweetly influence every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.

HYMN 145. L. M. There is joy in the presence of the angels of God over

one sinner that repenteth."
1 WHO can describe the joys that rise

Through all the courts of paradise,
To see a prodigal return,

To see an heir of glory born?
2 With joy the Father doth approve

The fruit of his eternal love;
The Son with joy looks down and sees
The purchase of his agonies,

3 The Spirit takes delight to view

The holy soul he form’d anew;
And saints and angels join to sing
The growing empire of their King.

HYMN 146. c. M.

Waiting at Wisdom's gates. 1 ENSNAR’D too long our hearts have been

In Folly's hurtful ways;
O may we now at length begin

To hear what Wisdom says ! 2 'Tis Jesus, from the mercy-seat,

Invites us to his rest;
He calls the weary to his feet,

To make them truly blest.
3 Approach we then to Wisdom's gates,

While it is call’d to-day;
No one who watches there, and waits,

Shall e'er be turn'd away.
He will not let us seek in vain;

For all who trust his word
Shall everlasting life obtain,
And favour from the Lord.

HYMN 147. L. M. " Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might." 1 LIFE is the time to serve the Lord,

The time to insure the great reward ;
And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner

may return.
2 Life is the hour that God has given

To escape from hell and Ay to heaven;
The day of grace, and mortals may
Secure the blessings of its stay.

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Then what my thoughts design to do,
My hands, with all your might pursue ;
Since no device, nor work is found,
Nor faith, nor hope beneath the ground.
There are no acts of pardon past
In the cold grave to which we haste :
But darkness, death, and long despair
Reign in eternal silence there.

HYMN 148. 8. 8. 6.

Prayer for seriousness.
O GOD, mine inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my thoughtful heart

Eternal things impress;
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And tremble on the brink of fate,

And wake to righteousness.
Before me place, in dread array,
The pomp of that tremendous day,

When thou with clouds shalt come,
To judge the nations at thy bar;
And tell me, Lord, shall I be there,

To meet a joyful doom?
Be this my one great business here,
With holy industry and fear,

To make my calling sure;
Thine utmost counsel to fulfil,
And suffer all thy righteous will,

And to the end endure.
Then, Saviour, then my soul receive,
Translated from this world, to live

And reign with thee above:
Where faith is sweetly lost in sight,
And hope in full supreme delight,

And everlasting love.

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