Jefus ready ftands to fave you,
Full of pity join'd with pów'r

He is able,

3.11

He is willing: doubt no more!

Let not confcience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness he requireth,
Is to feel your need of him :
This he gives you :

'Tis the Spirit's rifing beam.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden,
Loft and ruin'd by the fall;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all:
Not the righteous,

Sinners Jefus came to call.

View him proftrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies!
On the bloody tree behold him ;⠀
Hear him cry, before he dies,
"It is finish'd:

Sinner, will not this fuffice

Lo, th' incarnate God afcended Pleads the virtue of his blood: Venture on him, venture wholly Let no other truft intrude; None but Jefus

Can do helpless Sinners good.

Saints and angels join'd in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lamb;
While the blissful feats of heaven
Sweetly echo with his name.
Hallelujah!

Sinners here may fing the fame.

107. As the 148th. TOPLADY's Col

The Jubilee.

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow

The gladly folemn found!

Let all the nations know,
To earth's remoteft bound,
of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.

The year

Ye, who have fold for nought
Your heritage above;
Shall have it back, unbought,

The gift of Jefus' love;

The year of jubilee is come;

Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.

Ye flaves of fin and hell,
Your liberty receive ;
And fafe in Jefus dwell,

And bleft in Jefus live;

The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.

The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of pard'ning grace': Ye happy fouls, draw near, Behold your Savior's face :

The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.
Jefus our great High Priest

Has full atonement made:
Ye weary fpirits, reft;

Ye mournful fouls, be glad!
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ranfom'd finners, home.

W

108. L. M.

Wisdom's Invitation,

up

c.

her voice:

ISDOM divine lifts Sinners attend! ye faints rejoice! Thus faith our condefcending Lord: (O! may we hear his gracious word) "Riches and honor both are mine: "I am the tree of life divine! "My excellence can ne'er be told; "My fruits are better far than gold! "The finest gold cannot compare "With riches, that my children share : "All bleffings do in me abound

"For those, who have true wisdom found. "Here peace and pardon richly flow!, "Here fruits immortal ever grow! "Abundant mercy, plenteous grace, "For finners of the fallen race! "Here's blood to wash away your fin, "And make the molt polluted clean! "Here is a robe by Jefus wrought, "And as a gift to finners, brought!

"Come finners then, to Chrift apply ch
"Come without money, come and buy
"Fair Wisdom's dictates now receiven
"And in the Son of God believe," adat J

Dear Lord, do thou our hearts inclinejo saT
To feek for riches fo divine ;-
Nor let us e'er contented be,
'Till we poffefs our all in Thee.

109. 11. Broughton T. RIPPON'S Sel.
Precious Promifes.

HOW

OW firm a foundation, ye faints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word; What more can he say than to you he hath faid You, who unto Jefus for refuge have fled. indi In ev'ry condition, in fickness in health, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth yo At home and abroad, on the land, on the fea, 'As thy days may demand, shall thy strength ever be. Fear not, I am with thee, O be not difmay'd,T I, I am thy God, and will ftill give thee aid 'I'll ftrengthen thee,helpthee,and cause thee tostand, Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hands o 'When thro' the deep waters I call thee to goi The rivers of forrow fhall not overflow ; For I will be with thee thy troubles to blefs, l And fanctify to thee, thy deepest distress. T

When thro' fiery trials thy pathway fhall her! W My grace all fufficient fhall be thy fupply 300 The flame fhall not hurt thee, I only defign 10 Thy drofs to confume, and thy gold to refine

'E'en down to old age, all my people fhall prove 'My fov'reign, eternal, unchangeable love;

'And when hoary hairs fhall their temples adorn, 'Like lambs they shall still in my bofom be born. The foul that on Jefus hath lean'd for repofe, 'I will not, I cannot, defert to his foes; 'That foul, tho' all hell should endeavor to shake, 'I'll never, no never, no never forfake.

110. L. M.

FAWCETT.

As thy Days, fo fall thy Strength be.

FFLICTED faint, to Chrift draw near,

A Thy Savior's gracious promife hear;

His faithful word declares to thee,
That as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be.
Let not thy heart defpond and fay,
"How fhall I ftand the trying day?"
He has engag'd, by firm decree,
That as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be,"
Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong;
And if the conflict should be long,
Thy Lord will make the tempter flee;"
For as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be.
Should perfecution rage and flame,
Still truft in thy Redeemer's name ;
In fiery trials thou fhalt fee,

That as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be.

When call'd to bear the weighty cross,
Or fore affliction, pain, or lofs,
Or deep diftrefs, or poverty,

Still as thy days, thy ftrength fhall be..