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Let whosoever will now come,
In mercy's breast there yet is room.

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Jude 3. C. M.

WATTS. 1 YALVATION! O the joyful sound !

'Tis pleasure to our ears; A sovereign balm for every wound,

A cordial for our fears. 2 Buried in sorrow and in sin,

At hell's dark door we lay ; But we arise by grace divine

To see a heavenly day. 3 Salvation ! let the echo fly

The spacious earth around, While all the armies of the sky

Conspire to raise the sound.



C'BOE with fruitless sorrow down ;

Matt. xi. 28-30. ye by


By the broken law convicted ;
By the tempter's snares undone,

Look to Jesus;
Mercy flows through Him alone.
2 Take His easy yoke and wear it;

Love will make obedience sweet:
Christ will give you strength to bear it,
While His wisdom guides your feet

Safe to glory,
Where His ransom'd captives meet.
3 Sweet as home to pilgrims weary,

Light to newly opened eyes,
Flowing springs in deserts dreary,
Is the rest the cross supplies :

All who taste it
Shall to rest immortal rise,

4 But to sing the rest of glory,

Mortal tongues far short must fall;
Saints in heaven who tell the story,
Not e'en they can utter all :

Faith and hope and love desire it ; But it far exceeds them all. 419

Jer. iii. 4. L. M. BOYCE 1 DOF OES God, the sovereign Lord of all,

The sons of men His children call; And, with a Father's tender heart,

Offer His blessings to impart ?
2 Does He invite them to His throne,

To make their fathers' God their own,
To seek His aid, and share His love,

While here and in the world above ?
3 From this time wilt thou not, my son,

Haste to thy heavenly Father's throne,
And there, in every fear and strait,

For His support and counsel wait ? 4 Yes, Lord, our inmost souls rejoice

To hear our Father's gracious voice ;
And to Thy care our all commend,

To be our guide till life shall end. 5 While young or old, through life or death,

Thy praises shall employ our breath;
And we for ever shall proclaim
Our Father's and our Saviour's name.


2 Cor. v. 20. S. M. WATTS. 1 AISE your triumphant songs Let the wide earth resound the deeds

Celestial grace has done.

2 Sing how eternal love

Its chief Beloved chose,
And bid Him raise our wretched race

From their abyss of woes.
3 Now, sinners, dry your tears,

Let hopeless sorrows cease; Bow to the sceptre of His love,

And take the offered peace. 4 Lord, we obey Thy call;

We lay an humble claim
To the salvation Thou hast brought,

And love and praise Thy name.

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. . L. M. WATTS. 1 JHE law commands, and makes us know

What duties to our God we owe;
But 'tis the gospel must reveal

Where lies our strength to do His will. 2 The law discovers guilt and sin,

And shews how vile our hearts have been;
Only the gospel can express

Forgiving love and cleansing grace. 3 What curses doth the law denounce

Against the man that fails but once ;
But in the gospel Christ appears

Pard'ning the guilt of num'rous years. 4 My soul, no more attempt to draw

Thy life and comfort from the law;
Fly to the hope the gospel gives,
The man that trusts the promise lives.

422 Ephes. V. 8.

7's. LEEDS SEL 1 QOUNDLESS glory, Lord, be Thine :

Thou hast made the darkness shine,
Thou hast sent a cheering ray,
Thou hast turned our night to day.


2 Hither is the gospel come,

'Tis the power of God to some; O let such in praise unite

To the Lord who gives them light. 3 Darkness long involved us round,

Till we knew the joyful sound;
Then our darkness fled away,

Chas'd by truth's celestial ray.
4 They are bless'd, and none beside,

They who in the truth abide ;
Clear the light that marks their way,

Leading to eternal day.
Rom. x. 15.

67's, 1 E that in these courts are found,

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 cyes,

View His bleeding sacrifice ;
See through Him your sins forgiven,
Pardon, holiness, and heaven;
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace the gospel brings.




Rom, v. 6. C. M. WATTS

, With all Thy quick’ning powers, Kindle a flame of sacred love

In these cold hearts of ours.

2 Look how we grovel here below,

Fond of these trifling toys; Our souls can neither fly nor go

To reach eternal joys. 3 In vain we tune our formal songs,

In vain we strive to rise : Hosannas languish on our tongues,

And our devotion dies.
4 Dear Lord, and shall we ever lie

At this poor dying rate ?
Our love so faint, so cold to Thee,

And Thine to us so great ?
5 Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

With all Thy quick’ning powers ;
Come, shed abroad a Saviour's love,

And that.shall kindle ours.

1 Cor. 11. 9-16. C. M. C. WESLEY.


COME Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire,


Let us
Source of the old prophetic fire,

Fountain of Light and Love.
2 Come, Holy Ghost, for moved by Thee

The prophets wrote and spoke,
Unlock the Truth, Thyself the Key,

Unseal the sacred book.
3 Expand Thy wings, celestial Dove,

Brood o'er our nature's night:
On our disorder'd spirits move,

And let there now be light. 4 God, through Himself, we then shall know,

If Thou within us shine ;
And sound, with all Thy saints below,

The depths of love divine.,

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