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The soul that scorns the mandate dies,
And meets a fiery day.
O'erlooks the crimes of men ;
To warn the world of sin.. mp3 O sinners! in his presence bow,
And all your guilt confess ;
Nor trifle with his grace.
His mercy knows th' appointed bound,
And yields, to justice there.
And yet prolong our days !
weep, and love, and praise.
HYMN 238, 78.
The Sinner meeting God.
Can thy heart or hand endure,
In the Lord's avenging day? mf 2 See,-his mighty arm is bared ;
Awful terrors clothe his brow!
Thou must either break or bow. mf 3 At his presence nature shakes,
Earth affrighted hastes to flee,
What will then become of thee?
You that glory in your shame !
When the world is wrapt in flame ?
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HYMN 239, 88, 78 and 4.
The Voice of Mercy.
O sinner! mercy hails you ; Now with sweetest voice she calls;
Bids you haste to seek the Saviour,
Ere the hand of justice falls : P Hear, O sinner!
'T is the voice of mercy calls. af 2 See! the storm of vengeance gathering
O'er the path you dare to tread!
Loud and louder o'er your head !
Lest the lightning strike you dead. aft 3 Haste, O sinner! to the Saviour;
Seek his mercy while you may;
Soon your life will pass away;
You must perish if you stay.
HYMN 240, C. P. M. 240
Present and future Realities. afft 1
Between two boundless seas I stand, -
Or-shuts me up in hell!
Eternal things iinpress;
Wake me to righteousness.
pomp of that tremendous day,
To meet a joyful doom?
To make my calling sure ?
And to the end endure!
5 Then, Saviour! then my soul receive,
And reign with thee above:
And everlasting love.
HYMN 241, L. M.
Life, the Day of Grace and Hope. m
IFE is the time to serve the Lord,
The time t' insure the great reward ;
The vilest sinner may return.
To 'scape from hell and fly to heaven;
Secure the blessings of the day.
But all the dead forgotten lie;
Alike unknowing and unknown.
My hands! with all your might pursue;
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 5 There are no acts of pardon past,
In the cold grave to which we haste ;
But darkness, death, and long despair, PP Reign in eternal silence there.
HYMN 242, C. M. 242
Expostulation with Sinners. тр 1
who despise the Saviour's grace, And scorn his gospel, here, How can you meet his angry face,
Or at his bar appear? mf 2 When every earthly hope shall fail,
When storms of wrath are nigh,
How will your souls affrighted quail, P
Beneath his burning eye! af 8 Why will you madly rush on death,
And force your way to woe?
Why tempt the God, that holds your breath,
To strike the fatal blow ?
Oh! come to Jesus now;
HYMN 243, L. M. 243
Advice to Youth,
Remember your Creator, God;
When you shall say—“My joys are gone.” mp 2 Behold! the aged sinner goes P
Laden with guilt and heavy woes,
With endless curses on his head.
The soul, in agonies of pain,
Ascends to God—not there to dwell,PP But hears her doom, and sinks to hell.
4 Eternal King! I fear thy name; P
Teach me to know how frail I am;
HYMN 244, 8. M. 244
Grieving the Spirit. af 1
The call of love divine ?
And gain no thought of thine ?
The Spirit from thy breast,
With all thy sins oppressed ?
Will hear the suppliant pray;
Will wash thy guilt away.
If yet thou wilt despise,
Thy fearful doom, with vengeance fraught,
Will fill thee with surprise.
HYMN 245, C. M. 245
Frailty and Sin.
How vast our soul's affairs !
To lavish out their years.
Without a moment's stay ;
We pass our lives away.
But we march heedless on,
Stoop downward as we run.
Who slight the joys above!
Who break such cords of love!
And lift our thoughts on high,
And see salvation nigh.
HYMN 246, C. M. 246
Brevity of Life.
Nor death nor danger fear; mp
But we 'll confess, O Lord ! to thoe,
What feeble things we are.
And flourish bright and gay;
And fades the grass away.
Strange! that a harp of thousand strings
Should keep in tune so long.
The God who built us first;