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Then be entreated now to stop;
For unless you warning take,
Into a burning lake.
That you his will onpose ? Fear you not that iron rod
With which he breaks his foes ?
When he judgment will proclaim?
Like wax before the flame ?
And drag you to the bar;
Will fill you with despair:
Sins of a blood-crimson dye;
And what will you reply?
Your forehead iined with brass,
He will not let you pass ;
(Though they now despise his grace,) “Rocks and mountains on us fall,
And hide us from bis face." 6 But as yet there is a hope,
You may his mercy know:
lle still for bears the blow:
Sinners he invites to come :
"There still is room."
HYMN 12. P. M.
In and through God's own dear Soni
Now we have an invitation
To the meek and lowly Lamb; Glory, honour, and salvation,
Christ the Lord is come to reign. . Come dear friend and don't neglect it,
Come to Jesus in your prime; Great Salvation, don't reject it,
O receive it, now's your time; Now the Saviour is beginning
To revive his work again; Glory, honour, and salvation,
Christ the Lord is come to reign. 3 Come, dear children, praise your Jesus,
Praise hin, praise him evermore; May his great love now constrain us,
His great name for to adore;
Crowns of glory to obtain;
HYMN 13. P. M.
And heard thy mournfu. cry; He has pardons to impart,
Grace to save thee from thy fears See the love that fills his heart,
And wipes away thy tears. 2 Why art thou afraid to come,
And tell him all thy case ?
Nor frown thee from his face:
Wilt thou fear the Lamb of God, Who to save thy soul from hell,
Has shed his precious blood ? 3 Think, how on the cross he hung,
Pierc'd with a thousand wounds Hark from each, as with a longue
The voice of pardon sounds!
Som Imo all his bursting veins,
brafwondrous virtue flow, Shed to wash away the stains,
And ransom thee from wo. 4 Though his majesty he great,
His mercy is no less;
He feels for thy distress:
He delights not in thy death,
That thou may'st live by faith. 5 Raise thy down-cast eyes and see
What throngs his throne surround, These, though sinners once like thee,
Have full salvation found; Yield not then to unbelief!
While he says, " There yet is room," Though of sinners thou art chief,
Since Jesus calls thce home.
HYMN 14. P. M.
HARKinohark, what sounds are those so pleas
ing Sinners wipe the falling tear; Tis love divine and never ceasing,
Flows from Jesus to the ear.
Sinners, heavy iaden, come;
Than the wretched and undone.
Cease to heave the plaintive sigh; A hearty welcome now awaits you;
“Come and you shall never die." 4 Come, ye sinners, come and wonder
How such mercy you withstood,
Satiate your souls with good. 5 If by sin and sore temptation,
Heavy laden and opprest,
Behold the gracious invitation,
Fast in chains of unbelief; Though late in life, the word assures you,
Christ could save the dying thief. 7 Mary Magd'len too can witness,
To the mercy she receiv'd;
Saul, of sinners chief, believ'd. 8 Ho! all ye sinners, heavy laden,
Fly to Christ, the Saviour's breast; Receive the pressing invitation, “ Come, and I will give you rest."
HYMN 15. L. M. ',
While I address you in God's name; You who in sin and folly live,
Come hear the counsel of a friend I sought for bliss in glitt'ring toys,
And rang'd the 'luring scenes of vice, But never found substantial joys,
Until I heard my Saviour's voice. 2 He spake my sins at once forgiv'n,
And wash'd my load of guilt away, He gave me pardon, peace, and heaven,
And thus I found the good old way: And now with trembling sense I view,
Huge biMows roll beneath your feet, For death eternal waits for you,
Who slight the force of gospel truth. 3 Youth, like the spring, will soon be gone,
By fleeting time, or conq'ring death; Yon morning sun may set at noon,
And leave you ever in the dark :
Must witner, like the blasted rose,
4 Ye heedless ones that widely stroll,
The grave must soon become your bed ; Where silence reigns, and vapours roll,
In solemn silence round your head : Your friends may pass that lonesome place,
And with a sigh move slowly on, Still gazing on the spires of grass,
With which your graves are overgrown. ; But O, the soul! where rengeance reigns,
It sinks with groans and ceaseless cries, It rolls amidst the burning flames
In endless wo and agonies : 'There swallow'd up in darkest night,
Where devils howl, and thunders roar, To rage in keen despair and guilt,
When thousand, thousand years are o'er. 6 O! fellow youth, this is the state
of all who do free grace refuse, And soon with you 'iwill be too late,
The way of life in Christ to choose : Come, lay your carnal weapons by,
No longer fight against your God; But with iny mission now comply,
And heaven shall be your great reward.
HYMN 16. P. M.
3 P, poor sinner, and look yonder,
See your sins like mountains rise,
Cry for mercy,
How can you securely dwell ?
Then to heaven,
Follow on without control,