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lls. 233.

Danger of Delay.
I DELAY not, delay not; O sinner! draw near,

The waters of life are now flowing for thee;
No price is demanded, the Saviour is here,

Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse

The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God A fountain is opened,-how canst thou refuse

To wash, and be cleansed in his pard’ning blood ? 3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner! to come,

For mercy still lingers and calls thee to-day; Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb,

Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away. 4 Delay not, delay not; the Spirit of grace, Long, grieved and resisted, may také its sad

fight; And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the bloom of eternity's night.

L. M. 236.

One Thing needful.
I WHY will ye waste, on trifling cares,

That life which God's compassion spares,
While, in the various range of thought,

The one thing needful is forgot? 2 Shall God invite you from above ?

Shall Jesus urge his dying love ?
Shall troubled

conscience give you pain,
And all these pleas unite in vain?
3 Not so your eyes will always view

Those objects which you now pursue ;
Not so will heaven and hell appear,

When death's decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God! thy grace impart;

Fix deep conviction on each heart :
Nor let us waste, on trifling cares,
That life which thy compassion spares.

C. M.
237. Exhortation to Repentance.
I REPENT! the voice celestial cries;

No longer dare delay :

The soul that scorns the mandate dies,
And meets a fiery day.

2 No more the sovereign eye of God
O'erlooks the crimes of men;
His heralds now are sent abroad
To warn the world of sin.

3 O sinners! in his presence bow,
And all your guilt confess;
Accept the offered Saviour now,
Nor trifle with his grace.

4 Soon, will the awful trumpet sound,
And call you to his bar;

His mercy knows th' appointed bound,
And yields to justice there.

5 Amazing love-that yet will call,
And yet prolong our days!
Our heart subdued by goodness fall,
And weep, and love, and praise.



The Sinner meeting God. 1 SINNER! art thou still secure? Wilt thou still refuse to pray? Can thy heart or hand endure,

In the Lord's avenging day? 2 See, his mighty arm is bared;

Awful terrors clothe his brow! For his judgments stand prepared ;Thou must either break or bow.

3 At his presence nature shakes,

Earth affrighted hastes to flee;
Solid mountains melt like wax:

What will then become of thee?

4 Who his coming may abide?

You that glory in your shame!-
Can you find a place to hide,
When the world is wrapt in flame 1

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The Voice of Mercy.

1 HEAR, O sinner! mercy hails you; Now with sweetest voice she calls;

Bids you haste to seek the Saviour,

Ere the hand of justice falls:
Hear, O sinner!

'Tis the voice of mercy calls. 2 Bee! the storm of vengeance gathering

O'er the path you dare to tread!
Hark! the awful thunder rolling

Loud and louder o'er your head !
Turn, O sinner!

Lest the lightning strike you dead. 3 Haste, O sinner! to the Saviour;

Seek his mercy while you may;
Soon the day of grace is over ;-

Soon your life will pass away;
Haste, 0 sinner!
You must perish if you stay.

C. P. M. 240.

Present and future Realities. 1 LO! on a narrow neck of land, Between two boundless seas I stand

Yet how insensible!
A point of time--a moment's space-
Removes me to yon heavenly place,

Or-shuts me up in hell ! 2 O God! my inmost soul convert, And, deeply on my thoughtless heart;

Eternal things impress;
Give me to feel their solemn weight,
And save me, ere it be too late ;-

Wake me to righteousness.
3 Before me place, in bright 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?
4 Be this my one great business here,
With holy trembling, holy fear,

To make my calling sure ?
Thine utmost counsel to fulfill,
To suffer all thy righteous will,
And to the end endure;

Thy fearful doom, with vengeance fraught,
Will fill thee with surprise.

C. M. 245.

Fruilty and Sin.
1 HOW short and hasty is our life!

How vast our soul's affairs !
Yet senseless mortals vainly strive

To lavish out their years.
2 Our days run thoughtlessly along,

Without a moment's stay;
Just like a story, or a song,

We pass our lives away.
3 God from on high invites us home,

But we march heedless on,
And, ever hastening to the tomb,

Stoop downward as we run.
4 How we deserve the deepest hell,

Who slight the joys above!
What chains of vengeance should we feel,

Who break such cords of love!
5 Draw us, O God! with sovereign grace,

And lift our thoughts on high,
That we may end this mortal race,
And see salvation nigh.

C. M. 246.

Brevity of Life.
1 LET others boast how strong they be,

Nor death nor danger fear;
But we'll confess, O Lord! to thee,

What feeble things we are.
2 Fresh as the grass our bodies stand,

And flourish bright and gay;
A blasting wind sweeps o'er the land,

And fades the grass away.
3 Our life contains a thousand springs,

And dies, if one be gone;
Strange! that a harp of thousand stringe

Should keep in tune so long.
4 But 't is our God supports our frame, -

The God who built us first;

Salvation to th' almighty Name

That reared us from the dust.

L. M. 247.

The Road to Life and to Death. I BROAD is the road that leads to death,

And thousands walk together there; But wisdom shows a narrow path,

With here and there a traveller. 2 " Deny thyself and take thy cross,".

Is the Redeemer's great command : Nature must count her gold but dross,

If she would gain this heavenly land. 3 The fearful soul that tires and faints,

And walks the ways of God no more, Is but esteemed almost a saint,

And makes his own destruction sure. 4 Lord ! let not all my hopes be vain;

Create my heart entirely new, Which hypocrites could ne'er attain : Which false apostates never knew.

S. M.
248. Uncertainty of Life.
I TO-MORROW, Lord ! is thine,

Lodged in thy sovereign hand;
And if its sun arise and shine,

It shines by thy command. 2 The present moment flies,

And bears our life away;
Oh! make thy servants truly wise,

That they may live to-day. 3 Since, on this fleeting hour,

Eternity is hung,
Awaken, by thy mighty power,

The aged and the young.
4 One thing demands our care;-

Be that one thing pursued ;
Lest, slighted once, the season fair

Should never be renewed. 5 To Jesus may we fly,

Swift as the morning-light,

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