Stay not till all the lowly Proclaim-The Lord is come! 171 C. M. Being now justified by his blood, we shall be saved from wrath through him.-ROM. 5. 9. THE HERE is a fountain, filled with blood, And sinners plunged beneath that flood 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see 3 Dear dying Lamb, thy precious blood Till all the ransomed Church of God 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream 5 Then, in a nobler, sweeter song. I'll sing thy power to save; When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue Lies silent in the grave. Eternal day excludes the night, 2 There everlasting spring abides, 3 Bright fields beyond the swelling food So to the Jews fair Canaan stood, 4 But timorous mortals start, and shrink 5 0, could we make our doubts remove, 6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er, Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, Should fright us from the shore. 173 C. M A name which is above every name.-PHIL. 2. 9. Tlove to speak its worth: It sounds like music in mine ear, 2 It tells me of a Saviour's love, 3 Jesus! the name I love so well, No saint on earth its worth can tell, 4 His name shall shed its fragrance still Shall sweetly smooth the rugged hill 5 And there, with all the blood-bought throng. From sin and sorrow free, I'll sing the new eternal song Of Jesus' love for me. 174 S. M. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.-REV. 22. 17. HE Spirit in our hearts THE Is whispering, sinner, come! The bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, Come! 2 Let him that heareth say Let him that thirsts for righteousness, O let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life! 4 Lo! Jesus, who invites, Lord, even so! I wait thy hour: 175 L. M. There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of THIN God.-HEB. 4. 9. HINE earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, To that our weary souls aspire 2 No more fatigue, no more distress, 4 O long-expected day, begin! 176 8,7. The glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the light thereof.-REV. 21. 23. THIS is not my place of resting Mine's a city yet to come; Onward to it I am hastingOn to my eternal home. 2 In it all is light and glory; O'er it shines a nightless day; Every trace of sin's sad story, All the curse, hath pass'd away. 3 There the Lamb, our Shepherd, leads us, 4 Soon we pass this desert dreary, 177 He that hath ears to hear, let him hear. MARK 4. 9. TO-DAY the Saviour calls, Ye wanderers, come! Ü, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam? 2 To-day the Saviour calls! The storm of vengeance falls, |