3 Give us ourselves and thee to know,
In this our gracious day;
Repentance unto life bestow,
And take our sins away.
4 Convince us first of unbelief,
And freely then release;
Fill every soul with sacred grief,
And then with sacred peace.

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WH

The accepted time.

L. M.

WHILE life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given; But soon, ah, soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day! How sweet the Gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste, O baste away,

While yet a pard'ning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on time's inost rapid wing, Shalf death command you to the grave,Before His bar your spirits bring,

And none be found to hear or save.

4 In that lone land of deep despair,
No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise,-
No God regard your bitter prayer,
No Saviour call you to the skies.

5 Now God invites; how blest the day! How sweet the Gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, baste, O haste away,

While yet a pard'ning God is found.

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Now

To-day the accepted time.
NOW is the' accepted time,
Now is the day of grace;
Now, sinners, come without delay,
And seek the Saviour's face.

S. M.

2 Now is the' accepted time,
The Saviour calls to-day;
To-morrow it may be too late-
Then why should you delay!
3 Now is the' accepted time,
The gospel bids you come;
And every promise in his word
Declares there yet is room.

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To-day.

S. M.

ALL yesterday is gone;
A To-morrow's not our own;
O sinner, come, without delay,
And bow before the throne.
20 hear God's voice to-day,
And harden not your heart;
To-morrow, with a frown, he may
Pronounce the word,-Depart!

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Boast not thyself of to-morrow.

WH

C. M.

THY should we boast of time to come,
Though but & single day?

This hour may fix our final doom,

Though strong, and young, and gay.

2 The present we should now redeem; This only is our own;

The past, alas! is all a dream;

The future is unknown.

3 0, think what vast concerns depend
Upon a moment's space,

When life and all its cares shall end
In vengeance or in grace!

40 for that power which melts the heart, And lifts the soul on high,

Where sin, and grief, and death depart, And pleasures never die.

5 There we with ecstasy shall fall
Before Immanuel's feet;
And hail him as our All in all,
In happiness complete.

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The danger of delay.

HASTEN, sinner, to be wise!
Stay not for the morrow's sun:
Wisdom if you still despise,
Harder is it to be won.

2 Hasten, mercy to implore!
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest thy season should be o'er
Ere this evening's stage be run.
3 Hasten, sinner, to return!
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest thy lamp should fail to burn
Ere salvation's work is done.
4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest!
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest perdition thee arrest
Ere the morrow is begun.

334

C. M.

No peace to the wicked. QINNERS, the voice of God regard; "Tis mercy speaks to-day;

He calls you by his sacred 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 Your way is dark, and leads to hell: Why will you persevere?

Can you in endless torments dwell,
Shut up in black despair!

4 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go!

In pain you travel all your days,
To reach eternal wo.

5 But he that turns to God shall live,
Through his abounding grace:
His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those that seek his face.

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing every sin;

Submit to him, your sov'reign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

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The horrors of the second death.

WHERE shall rest be found,-
Rest for the weary soul!

S. M.

"Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
"Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!

5 Thou God of truth and grace!
Teach us that death to shun;
Lest we be banish'd from thy face,
Forever more undone.

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The dead and the living.

L. M.

WHERE are the dead?-In heaven or hell

W Their disembodied spirits dwell;

Their perish'd forms, in bonds of clay,
Reserved until the judgment-day.

2 Where are the living-On the ground
Where prayer is heard and mercy found;
Where, in the compass of span,

The mortal makes the' immortal man,
3 Then, timely warn'd, let us begin
To follow Christ and flee from sin;
Daily grow up in him our Head,
Lord of the living and the dead.
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Warnings from the grave.

C. M.

Bis equal warning given;

QENEATH our feet, and o'er our head,

Beneath us lie the countless dead,-
Above us is the heaven.

2 Death rides on every passing breeze,
And lurks in every flower;

Each season has its own disease,
Its peril every hour.

8 Our eyes have seen the rosy light
Of youth's soft cheek decay,
And fate descend in sudden night
On manhood's middle day.

4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age
Halt feebly to the tomb;

And shall earth still our hearts engage,
And dreams of days to come!

5 Turn, mortal, turn; thy danger know
Where'er thy foot can tread,

The earth rings bollow from below,
And warns thee by her dead.