3 4 5 6 MISCELLANEOUS. Eternal wisdom hath prepar'd And bids your longing appetites Ho! ye that pant for living streams, Here you may quench your raging thirst Rivers of love and mercy here. The happy gates of gospel-grace Lord, we are come to seek supplies, "Look unto me, and be ye saved." 1 FROM the cross uplifted high, 2 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne, 66 Justice owns the ransom paid: 3 4 "Spread for thee the festal board, "Soon the days of life shall end; "To the realms of endless day: 66 Up to my eternal home, "Come and welcome, sinner, come." HYMN 142. "Him that cometh to me, I will in no wise cast out." 1 COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched, 2 3 He is willing; doubt no more. Let not conscience make you linger;' All the fitness he requireth Is to feel your need of him; "Tis the Spirit's rising beam. Lo! the incarnate God ascended Pleads the virtue of his blood; Rest entirely on his merits, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 4 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, Sinners here may sing the same. HYMN 143. "Ho! every one that thirsteth, come ye to the 1 2 3 4 waters." HO! every one that thirsts, draw nigh; Mercy and free salvation buy; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel-grace. Come to the living waters, come! HYMN 144. d; "Come unto me, all ye that are weary." 1 COME, weary souls, with sin distrest, 2 3 Oppress'd with guilt, a painful load, Here mercy's boundless ocean flows, 4 Lord, we accept, with thankful heart, 5 1 Dear Saviour, let thy powerful love HYMN 145. Joy in heaven over penitent sinners. WHO can describe the joys that rise To see an heir of glory born? 2 With joy the Father doth approve The fruit of his eternal love; The Son with joy looks down and sees 3 The Spirit takes delight to view MISCELLANEOUS. HYMN 146. Waiting at Wisdom's gates. 1 ENSNAR'D too long our hearts have been In Folly's hurtful ways; O may we now at length begin To hear what Wisdom says! "Tis Jesus, from the mercy-seat, Invites us to his rest; 2 3 4 1 2 3 He calls poor sinners to his feet, Approach we then to Wisdom's gates, No one who watches there, and waits, He will not let us seek in vain, For all who trust his word HYMN 147. "Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might." LIFE is the time to serve the Lord, Life is the hour that God has given Then what my thoughts design to do, |