3 Let not conscience make you linger, 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. 4 Lo, th' incarnate God, ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture wholly, Let no other trust intrude; None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 5 Saints and angels, joined in concert, Sinners here may sing the same. 194 1 YE The Gospel Feast. E wretched, hungry, starving poor, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms; He calls, he bids you come; Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms, 3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; 4 In him the Father, reconciled, 195 1 NOW The accepted Time. 2 Cor. vi. 2. Hart. C. M. Mrs. Steele. S. M. 2 Now is th' accepted time, 196 1 THE The Saviour's Invitation. Dobell. HE Saviour calls-let every ear Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 2 For every thirsty, longing heart, And life and health and bliss impart, 3 Ye sinners, come-'tis mercy's voice; Mercy invites to heavenly joys, And can you yet delay? 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts; To thee let sinners fly, And take the bliss thy love imparts, 197 1 YE "Yet there is room.” E dying sons of men, While Jesus sends to you; 3 No vain excuses frame; Though poor, and blind, and lame: Ye wandering souls, draw near; Mrs. Steele. H. M. Christ calls you from above His charming accents hear; Let whosoever will, now come; 198 1 THE The Gospel Feast. HE King of heaven his table spreads, Not paradise, with all its joys, Can such delight afford. 2 Pardon and peace to dying men, Through the rich blood that Jesus shed 3 Millions of souls, in glory now, 4 All things are ready, come away, 199 "The word is nigh thee." Rom. x. 6—8. 1 SAY AY not, sinner, in thy heart- "Who will to the depths descend, Hath taught thee better things; 200 The Heavy-laden invited. Boden. C. M. Doddridge. 7.6. C. Wesley. (alt'd.) 1 "OME hither, all ye weary souls, "Ce heavy-laden sinners, come; L. M. I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home. And pride is restless as the wind. My grace shall make the burden light." 4 Jesus, we come at thy command; 201 1 YE The Self-righteous invited. E perishing and naked poor, 3 Great God, the treasures of thy love Deep as our helpless mis'ries are, And boundless as our sins! Watts. C. M. 202 1 THE The Voice of Free Grace. Watts. 12s. HE voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain; For Adam's lost race Christ hath opened a fountain: For sin and uncleanness and every transgression, His blood flows most freely in streams of salva tion." CHORUS. Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath bought us our pardon; 2 Ye souls that are wounded, to Jesus repair; Though your sins have arisen as high as a mountain, His blood can remove them-it flows from the fountain. 3 Bless'd Jesus, thou reignest exalted and glorious; O'er sin, death, and hell, thou art ever victorious; Thy name will we praise in the great congregation, And triumph, ascribing to thee our salvation. 4 With joy shall we stand, when escaped to the shore; With harps in our hands, we'll praise thee the more; We'll range the sweet plains on the bank of the river, And sing of salvation for ever and ever. 203 1 The Sinner called, RETURN and come to God; Cast all your sins away; Seek ye the Saviour's cleansing blood; 2 Say not ye cannot come; For Jesus bled, and died, That none who ask in humble faith Should ever be denied. 3 Say not ye will not come; "Tis God vouchsafes to call; On whom his wrath shall fall. 4 Come then, whoever will, Come while 'tis called to-day; Flee to the Saviour's cleansing blood; Thornby. S. M. Repent, believe, obey. Doane. 204 "Behold, I stand at the Door." Rev. iii. 20. L. M. 1 BEHOLD a stranger at the door! He gently knocks-has knocked before; Has waited long-is waiting still: |