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O be earnest, do not stay;
Lo! thy Saviour waits for thee. 18
YAY, sinner, hath a voice within
Urged thee to leave the
of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control ? Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath, And warn'd thee from that wrath to flee? Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind; That call thou may'st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. Sinner, perhaps, this very day Thy latest call from God may be; And should'st thou harden'd turn away,
Then hope may never beam on thee. 19
O , to be wise,
Hand stay not for?'the morrow's sun ;
The longer wisdom you despise,
O hasten, sinner, to return,
ILGRIM, burden'd with thy sin,
Haste to Zion's gate away; There, till mercy speaks within, Knock, and weep, and watch, and pray. Knock-for Jesus lends an ear; Weep-he marks the mourner's sigh; Watch-till heav'nly light appear; Pray-he knows the sinner's cry. Hark! it is thy Saviour's voice“Welcome, Pilgrim, to thy rest :”Now within the gate rejoice, Safe, and own'd, and bought, and blest. Safe—from all the lures of vice; Own'd—by joys the contrite know; Bought-by love, and life the price; Blest—the mighty debt to owe.
Happy pilgrim! what for thee
ETURN, O wanderer, return,
And seek an injured Father's face ; Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern, Whose hand can heal thy inward smart. Return, O wanderer, return, He heard thy deep, repentant sigh ; He saw thy soften'd spirit mourn, When no intruding ear was nigh. Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. Return, 0 wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; 'Tis God who says—No longer mourn ; 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.
LORD, thy heavenly grace impart,
frail inconstant heart; Henceforth
chief desire shall be,
To thee, my God, to thee.
On thee, my God, on thee.
To thee, my God, to thee.
In thee, my God, in thee.
The soul through every secret part; The mystery of iniquity Hid in the hollow of man's heart. Myself unto myself reveal, Light let me see in thy pure light; The eye of unbelief unseal, Change doubt to faith, and faith to sight.
By inward vision to discern
GRANT me, Lord, myself to see;
Against myself to watch and pray;
How frail, how apt to fall away!
To thee with trembling hope I call;
And let me never, never fall :