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2 The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of heav'nly grace;
Ye happy souls draw near,

Behold your Saviour's face:

The year of jubilee, &c.
3 Jesus, our great high priest,

A sacrifice was made:
Ye weary spirits rest,

Ye mourning souls be glad;
The year of jubilee, &c.
Ye slaves of sin and hell,

Your liberty receive:
Secure in Jesus dwell,

And on his fulness live;

The year of jubilee, &c. 5 Extol the Lamb of God,

The great atoning amb:
Redemption in his blood

Throlighout the World proclaim:

The year of jubilee, &c. 198. P. M. Mr. Rowland Hill's Collection.

Good Tidings. 1 O Lesys, our Lord,

Thy name be ador’d, For all the rich blessings convev'd thro' thy word.

The Ancient of Days

His glory displays, And shines on his servants with cherishing rays! 2 The trumpet of God

Is sounding abroad The language of mercy, salvation through blood.

Thrice happy are they

Who hear and obey,
And share in the blessings of this gospel day!
3 This blessing be mine,

Through favour divine;
But, o my Redeemer, the glory be thine!

The work is of grace,

Thine, thine be the praise, And nine to adore thee, and tell of thy ways.

199. L. M. Dr. Doddridge. The Gospel Jubilee. Psalm lxxxix. 15. 'L And spread the joyful tidings round Let every soul with transport hear,

And hail the Lord's accepted year.
? Ye debtors, whom he gives to know,

That you ten thousand talents owe,
When humble at his feet you fall,

Your gracious Lord forgives them all. 3 Slaves that have borne the heavy chain

Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign,
To liberty assert your claim,

And urge the great Redeemer's name. 4 The rich inheritance of heav'n,

Through Jesus Christ, is freely giv'n:
Fair Salem your arrival waits,

With golden streets and pearly gates.
5 Her blest inhabitants no more,
Bondage and poverty deplore;
No debt, bot love immensely great,

And joy still rises with the debt.
6 O happy souls that know the sound!

Celestial light their steps snrround!
And show that jubilee begun,
Which through eternal years shall run.

200. P. M. Mr. Wesley, Salvation for the Chief of Sinners through

Faith. 1 Tim. i, 15. Acts xvi. 31. 1 How cheering is the gospel sound !

Salvation free in Jesu's name!
In Jesu's blood redemption found !

Look, sinners, to the slaughter'd Lamb! Look to his all-atoning death!

Look and be sav'd from endless wrath : & Come, O my guilty brethren, come,

Groaning beneath your load of sin; 1

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His bleeding heart shall make you room;

His open'u arms shall take you in. He calls you now, invites you hoine;

Come, O my guilty brethren, come! 3 For you the purple current flow'd,

From his dear wounds and bleeding side; Languish'd for you the Son of God,

For you the Prince of Glory dy'd. ( Believe; and all your sin's forgiv'n, Believe; and you are heirs of heav'n.

201. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. God beseeching Sinners to be reconciled to

Him. 2 Cor. v. 20. 1 HARK how the gospel-trumpet sounds!

1 Tis a delightful voice: Pris'ners of death, no longer groan:

"Ye broken hearts, rejoice. Pamion to sinners is proclaim'd,

By their affrouted God; 'Tis God beseeches to accept,

Peace made by Jesu's blood.
3 What anster, Lord, shall we return

To this stupendous grace?
Shall the Most High, i eternal bliss,

Beseech a ruin'd race? 4 When vengeance might have crush'd (o death,

The poor rebellious worms, The God of Love proposes peace

In most alluring forins.
5 What heart such kindness can resist,

Or spurn such wondrous grace?
Come, sinners, liear your Maker's voice,
And take, in heaven, your place!

202. P. M. Room at the Gospel Feast. Luke xiv, 22.

E dying sons of men,
The gospel's voice attend, >

While Jesus sends to you:
Ye perishing and guilty, come,
In Jesus' arms there yet is rooin!

? No longer now delay,

Nor vain excuses frame; He bids you come to-day,

Though poor, and blind, and lame; All things are ready, sinners come,

For every trembling soul there's room. 3 Believe the heav'nly word

His messengen proclaim; He is a gracious Lord,

And faithful is his name: Backsliding souls, return and come,

Cast of despair, there yet is room! 4 Compelld by bleeding love,

Ye wand'ring sheep, draw near,
Christ calls you froni above,

His charming accents hear!
Let whosoever will now come,
In mercy's breast there still is room,

203. C. M. Steele.
An Invitation to the Gospel Feast.

Lake xiv. 22. *YE Bakedd wretched abungry, poor, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store

For every humble guest. . See Jesus stands with open arms,

He calls, he bids you come; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;

But see, there yet is room. 8 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart:

There love and pity meet; Nor will be bid the soul depart

That trembles at his feet.
4 O come, and, with his children, taste

The blessings of his love;
While hope attends the sweet repast

Of nobler joy above.
5 There, with united heart and voice,

Before tb' eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
In eentacies unknown.

6 And yet ten thonsand thousand more,

Are welcome still to come :
Ye longing souls, the grace adore:
Approach, there yet is room!

204. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. Room at the Gospel Feast. VLuke xiv. 22. *TIIe King of Heav'n his table spreads, Not paradise, with all its joys,

Could such delight afford.
& Pardon and peace to dying men,

And endless life, are giv'n,
Through the rich blooul that Jesus shed,

To raise the soul to heav'n.
3 Ye hungry poor, that long have stray'd

In sin's dark mazes, come;.
Come froin the hedges and highways,

And grace shall find you room! 4 Millions of souls, in glory now,

Were fed and feasted here;
And millious inore, still on the way,

Aronud the board appear. 5 Yrt are his house and beart so large,

That millions more may come,
Nor could the whole assembl'd world

O'er fill the spacious room.
6 All things are ready, come away,

Nor weak excuses frane:
Crowd to your places at the feast,
And bless the founder's name!

205. P. M.
Divine Mercy exhibited in the Gospel.
HY faithfulness, Lord, each moment we

find, So true to thy word, so loving and kind; Thy mercy so teneler to all the lost race, The foulest oftender may turn and find grace. e The mercy I feel, to others I show:

I set to my seal, that Jesus is true:
Ye all may find fayour,

who come at his call, O come to my Saviour, his grace is for all i

THY

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