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2 See human nature sunk in shame;
Closing in everlasting night;
Though briny tears for ever flow. 4 My God, I shudder at the scene;
My bowels yearn o'er dying men;
And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 5 But feeble my compassion proves,
And oft it weeps for tbose it loves:
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.
The aged and the young,
She makes his fetters strong.
And gives a fair pretence;,
And chains it down to sense. 4 So on a tree divinely fair
Grew the forbidden food,
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;
Are but a preface to their plagues. 5 Now I esteem their mirth and wine,
Too dear to purchase with my blood:
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.
But there's a hast'ning hour,
The terrors of thy pow'r.
Though mountains melt away;
A deep unfathom'd sea.
Thy mercies, Lord, extend;
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.
He sets before thine eyes
And calls thee to arise.
Thy gloomy path to cheer! Onward thy willing feet shall run,
Secure from ev'ry snare.
The glories of the skies,
Shall bless thy wond'ring eyes. 6 He will direct ihee on thy way,
And show thee all his will,
314. C. M. Mr. John Fawcett. The Wicked called to forsake their ways.
Isa. lv. 7. 1
SINNERS: The voice of God regard !
From sin's destructive way.
You live devoid of peace;
Deprive your souls of ease.
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,
He pardons like a God!
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.
O'erlooks the crimes of men :
To warn the world of sin.
Let earth attend and fear!
And let your vassals hear.
And all your guilt confess;
Nor tritte with his grace.
And call you to his bar :
And turns to vengeance there. 6 Amazing love, that yet will call,
And yet prolong our days!
316. L. M. Dr. Doddridge.
Expostulation with Sinners.
THY will ye lavish out your years
The one thing needful is forgot.
And famisn an inmortal mind?
To see you surn a heav'nly crown. 3 Th' eternal God calls from above,
And Jesus pleads his bleeding love;
And shall they join their pleas in vaid? 4 Not 80 your dying eyes shall view
Those objects which ye now pursue;
N 5 Almighty God, thy grace impart
To fix conviction on the heart;
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!
A thousand fears, a thousand foes,
Who forms his life by such a plan.
Wild and romantic as their dreams,
A peaceful exit to enjoy.
Survey him with delight and love;
And sings and triumphs when he dies.
And mingle with their fellow clay;
Flies to the glories out of sight.
Time on the swiftest pinions flies;
318. P. M. Hart.
Sinners invited to Christ. 1 HOME
Weak and wounded, sick and sore!
He is able,
Nor of fitness fondly dream:
is to see your need of him,
This he gives you,