3 Ye, who have sold for nought Shall have it back unbought, The gift of Jesu's love! The year of jubilee is come! Return, &c. 4 Ye slaves of sin and hell, 5 Your liberty receive! And safe in Jesus dwell, The year of jubilee is come! Return, &c. Ye bankrupt debtors, know The sov'reign grace of Heaven! A free discharge is given! The year of jubilee is come! Return, &c. 6 The gospel-trumpet hear,— The news of pard'ning grace! Ye trembling souls, draw near,- The year of jubilee is come! Return, &c. 7 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made! Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mournful souls, be glad! The year of jubilee is come! 264 DESIRING DIVINE MANIFESTATIONS. 264. 1 How tedious and tasteless the hours, When Jesus no longer I see; 8s. Sweet prospects, sweet birds, and sweet flowers, Have lost all their sweetness with me: 2 His name yields the richest perfume, My summer would last all the year! 3 Coutent with beholding his face, My all to his pleasure resign'd, No changes of season or place Would make any change in my mind: While blest with a sense of his love, A palace, a toy would appear; And prisons would palaces prove, If Jesus would dwell with me there! 4 Dear Lord, since thou callest me thine, Where winters and clouds are no more! 1 TALK with me, Lord, thyself reveal, 2 With thee conversing, I forget 3 Here, then, my Lord, vouchsafe to stay, And bid my heart rejoice! My bounding heart shall own thy sway, 4 Thou callest me to seek thy face: T'attend the whispers of thy grace, 5 Let this my ev'ry hour employ Enter into thy boundless joy, 1 WITH glorious clouds encompass'd round, Whom angels dimly see, Will the unsearchable be found? 2 Will he forsake his throne above. 3 In manifested love explain What meant the suff'ring Son of Man, 4 Come, Lord, and to my soul reveal 5 Before my eyes of faith confest, 6 Jehovah in thy Person show,- And then the pard'ning God I know, 7 I view the Lamb in his own light, And gaze, transported at the sight, 1 THOU great, mysterious God unknown 2 If I have only known thy fear, 3 Short of that love I would not stop, I would not, Lord, my soul deceive, 4 O let that witness speak in me, In Jesus reconciled! And make me now, in faith draw nigh, In Jesu's Spirit-Father cry, And know myself thy child! |