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2 See human nature sunk in shame;
See scandal pour'd on Jesu's name;
The Father wounded throqgh the Son;
The world abus'd; the soul undone.
3 See the short course of vain delight

Closing in everlasting night;
In flames, that no abatement know,

Though briny tears for ever flow. 4 My God, I shudder at the scene;

My bowels yearn o'er dying men;
And fain my pity would reclaim,

And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 5 But feeble my compassion proves,

And oft it weeps for tbose it loves:
Thy own all-saving arm employ,
And turn these drops of grief to'joy.

310. C. M. Dr. Watts.

The eceitfulness of Sin. 1 IN has a thousand treacherous arts

the With tatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts,

But leaves a sting behind.
2 With names of virtue she deceives

The aged and the young,
And while the heedless wretch believes,

She makes his fetters strong.
3 She pleads for all the joys she brings,

And gives a fair pretence;,
But cheats the sonl of heav'nly things,

And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair

Grew the forbidden food,
Our mother tonk the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.

311. L. M. Dr. Watts. The Prosperity of the Wicked cursed.

Psalm lxxiii. 17--29. * LORD;what a thougbrless wretch was I, To see the wicked plac'd on high, In pride and robes of honour

shine! 2 But their end, their dreadful and!

(Thy sanctuary taught me so) On slipp’ry rocks I see them stand, And bery billows roll below.

3 Now let them boast how tall they rise,

l'll never envy them again, There they may stand with haughty eyes,

Till they, plonge deep in endless pain. 4 Their fancied joys, how fast they flee;

Just like a dream when man awakes;
Their songs of softest harmony

Are but a preface to their plagues. 5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine,

Too dear to purchase with my blood:
Lord, 'tis enongh that thou art mine,
My life, my portion, and my God.

312. C. M. Dr. Watts. The Being and Attributes of God asserted.

Psalm xxxvi. 1, 2, 5, 6, 7, 9. 1 W

HILĘ men grow bold in wicked ways,

And yet a God they own, My heart within me often says,

Their thoughts believe there's none.' 2 Their thoughts and ways at once declare

(Whate'er their lips profess) God hath no wrath for them to fear,

Nor will they seek his grace.
3 What strange self-Hati'ry blinds their eyesi

But there's a hast'ning hour,
When they shall see with sore surprise

The terrors of thy pow'r.
4 Thy justice shall maintain its throne,

Though mountains melt away;
Thy judgments are a world unknown,

A deep unfathom'd sea.
3 Above these heav'n-created rounds,

Thy mercies, Lord, extend;
Thy truth out-lives the narrow bounds
Where time and nature end.

313. C. M. - Mr. John Fawcett. Careless Sinners alarmed and admonished.

Eph. v. 14. 1

From carnal sloth arise ;

, soul, Before the threat'ning thunders roll,

To rouse thee with surprise. 9 Why wilt thou still in darkness live,

Involv'd in shades of night?

When Jesus calls thee to receive

The rays of heav'nly light.
3 He teaches thee thyself to know :

He sets before thine eyes
Thy danger and thy refuge too,

And calls thee to arise.
4 He'll be thy bright, thy glorious sun,

Thy gloomy path to cheer! Onward thy willing feet shall run,

Secure from ev'ry snare.
5 His light shall open to thy view

The glories of the skies,
And prospects ever rich and new

Shall bless thy wond'ring eyes. 6 He will direct ihee on thy way,

And show thee all his will,
And to the realms of endless day,
His hand shall guide thee still.

314. C. M. Mr. John Fawcett. The Wicked called to forsake their ways.

Isa. lv. 7. 1

SINNERS: The voice of God regard !
He calls you by his sov'reign word

From sin's destructive way.
2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest,

You live devoid of peace;
A thousand stings within your breast,

Deprive your souls of ease.
3 Why will you in the crooked ways

of sir and folly go? In pain you travel all your days,

To reap immortal woe! 4 But he that turns to God shall live

Through his abounding grace ; His mercy will the guilt forgive

those that ek his face. 3 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Submit to him,

your sovreign Lord,
And learn bis will divine.
6 His love exceeds your highest thonghts:

He pardons like a God!
He will forgive your num'rous faults,
Through a Redeemer's blond.

315. C. M. Dr. Doddridge. Sinners called to Repentance. Acts xvii. 34 · REPENT, the voice celestial cries, The wretch that scorns the mandate dies,

And meets a fiery day.
2 No more the sov'reign eye of God

O'erlooks the crimes of men :
His heralds are dispatch'd abroad

To warn the world of sin.
3 The summons reach through all the earth;

Let earth attend and fear!
Listen, ye men of royal birth,

And let your vassals hear.
4 Together in his presence bow,

And all your guilt confess;
Embrace the blessed Saviour now,

Nor tritte with his grace.
5 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound,

And call you to his bar :
For mercy knows the appointed bound,

And turns to vengeance there. 6 Amazing love, that yet will call,

And yet prolong our days!
Our hearts subdu'd by goodness fall,
And weep, and love, and praise.

316. L. M. Dr. Doddridge.

Expostulation with Sinners.
1 W ?

THY will ye lavish out your years
While in the various range of thought

The one thing needful is forgot.
2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind,

And famisn an inmortal mind?
While angels, with regret, look down

To see you surn a heav'nly crown. 3 Th' eternal God calls from above,

And Jesus pleads his bleeding love;
Awaken'd conscience gives you pain;

And shall they join their pleas in vaid? 4 Not 80 your dying eyes shall view

Those objects which ye now pursue;
Not so shall heay'n and hell appear,
When the declive bour is near.

N 5 Almighty God, thy grace impart

To fix conviction on the heart;
Thy grace unveils the blindest eyes,
And makes the haughtiest scorner wise.

317. L. M. Mr. S. Deacon. The Importance of true Wisdom.- -O! that

they were wise. Deut. xxxii. 29, 30. 1 JP EHOVAH, by his servant, cries,

O that the sons of men were wise ! o that they did but understand,

And think upon their latter end!
2 A thousand sins, a thousand woes,

A thousand fears, a thousand foes,
Will fly before the happy man,

Who forms his life by such a plan.
3 While others prosecute their schemes,

Wild and romantic as their dreams,
Hell seize the minutes as they fly,

A peaceful exit to enjoy.
4 The spirits in the world above

Survey him with delight and love;
He claims a kindred with the skies,

And sings and triumphs when he dies.
5 What though his flesh and bones decay,

And mingle with their fellow clay;
His spirit, with divine delight,

Flies to the glories out of sight.
6 Be wise, ye sons of men, be wise;

Time on the swiftest pinions flies;
Eternal bliss, or endless woe,
You must enjoy, or undergo.

318. P. M. Hart.

Sinners invited to Christ. 1 HOME

Weak and wounded, sick and sore!
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and pow'r.

He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.
2 Let not conscience make you linger,

Nor of fitness fondly dream:
All the fitness he requireth,

is to see your need of him,
Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam.

This he gives you,

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