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2 For you the purple current flow'd, In pardons from his wounded side; Languish'd for you the Son of God;
For you the Prince of glory died. Believe, and all your sin's forgiven: Only believe, and yours is heaven.
P. M. 87, 87, 77.
The healing Fountain.
Minners ruin'd by the fall;
2 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Break his cov'nant seal'd in blood;
Seek Him while he may be found.
son, know thou the Lord;
Seek his protecting care by night,
2 Call, while he may be found;
Serve him with all thy heart and mind,
3 If thou wilt seek his face,
4 But if thou leave thy God,
Nor choose the path to heaven; Then shalt thou perish in thy sins, And never be forgiven.
He justifieth the ungodly.
LOVERS of pleasure more than God,
For you the Saviour spilt his blood:
2 Sinners, his life for you he paid;
4 Believe in him who died for thee;
Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free,
The gospel feast.
COME, sinners, to the gospel feast;
Let every soul be Jesus' guest: Ye need not one be left behind, For God hath bidden all mankind.
2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call; The invitation is to all:
Come all the world! come, sinner, thou! All things in Christ are ready now.
3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd, Ye restless wand'rers after rest;
Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind,
4 My message as from God receive;
5 See him set forth before your eyes,
And freely now be saved by grace.
And yet there is room.
E wretched, starving poor,
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store For every humble guest.
2 See, Christ, with open arms,
Invites, and bids you come;
O stay not back, though fear alarms;
3 0 come, and with us taste
While hope expects the sweet repast
4 There, with united voice,
Before the' eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice,
5 Ten thousand thousand more
All things are now ready.
SINNERS, obey the gospel word;
Haste to the supper of my Lord;
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Come, and welcome.
FROM the cross uplifted high,
Where the Saviour deigns to die,
2 Sprinkled now with blood the throne-
Justice owns the ransom paid;
3 Spread for thee, the festal board
All-sufficiency of His grace.
His God invites the fallen race: ! every one that thirsts, draw nigh:
Mercy and free salvation buy,—
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call; Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find his grace is free for all. 3 See from the Rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye lab'ring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. 4 Nothing ye in exchange shall give; Leave all you have, and are, behind; Frankly the gift of God receive; Pardon and peace in Jesus find.
The joys of penitence.
Cin Christ to paradise restored:
His proffer'd benefits embrace,-