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Ye who Jesus' kind-ness prove! Triumph in re- deem - ing

D. C.-As to Ca-naan, on ye move, Praise and bless re-deem - ing

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He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures! why
Will ye cross his love, and die?

2 Sinners! turn. why will you die?
God, your Saviour, asks you-Why?
God, who did your souls retrieve,
Died himself, that you might live;
Will you let him die in vain?
Crucify your Lord again?
Why, ye ransomed sinners! why
Will you slight his grace, and die?
3 Sinners! turn, why will you die?
God, the Spirit, asks you-why?
God, who all your lives hath strove,
Wooed you to embrace his love:
Will you not the grace receive?
Will you still refuse to live?

Why, ye long-sought sinners! why
Will you grieve your God, and die?
Charles Wesley, 1756.

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Repentance at the Cross.

1 HEARTS of stone! relent, relent; Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; See his body, mangled, rent,

(599.) 2 Spread for thee, the festal board
See with richest dainties stored;
To thy Father's bosom pressed,
Yet again a child confessed,
Never from his house to roam;
Come and welcome, sinner! come.

Stained and covered with his blood! Sinful soul! what hast thou done? Crucified th' eternal Son!

2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed;
Driven the nails that fixed him there;
Crowned with thorns his sacred head;
Plunged into his side the spear;
Made his soul a sacrifice,-
While for sinful man he dies.

3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain,-
Still to death thy Lord pursue?
Open all his wounds again,

And the shameful cross renew? No; -with all my sins I'll part, Saviour! take my broken heart.

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Blow ye the trumpet, blow!-The glad-ly solemn sound,-Let all the nations know, To earth's re-mot-est bound,

The year of ju bi lee is come, The year of ju- Li leo is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

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Ye mournful souls! be glad ; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

3 Extol the Lamb of God,

The all-atoning Lamb; Redemption in his blood,

Throughout the world, proclaim; The year of jubilee is come;

Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell! Your liberty receive; And safe in Jesus dwell,

And blest in Jesus live;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

5 Ye, who have sold for naught
Your heritage above!
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus' love;
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners! home.

The news of heavenly grace; And, saved from earth, appear、 Before your Saviour's face; The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners! home. Charles Wesley, 1755.

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Yet there is Room.

1 YE dying sons of men, Immerged in sin and woe! The gospel's voice attend,

While Jesus sends to you;
Ye perishing and guilty! come;
In Jesus' arms there yet is room.
2 No longer now delay,

Nor vain excuses frame :
He bids you come to-day,

(592.)

Though poor, and blind, and lame; All things are ready, sinners! come, For every trembling soul there's room. 3 Believe the heavenly word,

His messengers proclaim;
He is a gracious Lord,

And faithful is his name ;.
Backsliding souls! return and come,
Cast off despair, there yet is room.
4 Compelled by bleeding love,

Ye wandering sheep! draw near;
Christ calls you from above,
His charming accents hear;
Let whosoever will now come,
In mercy's arms there still is room.
James Boden, 1777.

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The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain; For Adam's lost race, Christ hath opened a

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foun-tain; For sin and un - cleanness, and every trans-gres-sion. His blood flows most Hal-le - lu - jah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our par-don! We'll praise him a

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in streams of salvation; His blood flows most freely, in streams of sal-va-tion." gain, when we pass over Jor-dan! We'll praise him a-gain, when we pass over Jor-dan!

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1 THE 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 salvation."

Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon!

We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan.

2 Ye souls that are wounded! repair to the Saviour;

He calls you in mercy, 't is infinite favor; Your sins are increased as high as mountain,

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His blood can remove them, it flows from the fountain.

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With shouting proclaim it, Oh! trust in his passion,

He saves us most freely, Oh! glorious salvation!

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With harps in our hands, we will praise him the more ;

We'll range the sweet plains on the banks of the river,

And sing of salvation for ever and ever! Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon!

We'll praise him again, when we pass over Jordan!

Richard Burdsall, 1806, a.

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(610.) 4 Oh! may thy love inspire my tongue!
Salvation shall be all my song;
And all my powers shall join to bless
The Lord, my strength, and righteousness.

1 0 THOU, that hearest when sinners cry!
Though all my crimes before thee lie,
Behold them not with angry look,
But blot their mem'ry from thy book.

2 Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin;
Let thy good Spirit ne'er depart,
Nor hide thy presence from my heart.

3 I cannot live without thy light,

Cast out and banished from thy sight:
Thy holy joys, my God! restore,
And guard me, that I fall no more.

4 Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord!
His help and comfort still afford;
And let a wretch come near thy throne,
To plead the merits of thy Son.

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