God lov'd the church, and gave his Son
To drink the cup of wrath:
And Jefus faith he'll caft out none,
That come to him by faith.

105 8. 4. RAY'S Col..~

Another.

HARK; that the

ARK, hark! the gospel-trumpet sounds,

Pardon and peace by Jesus' blood,

Rebels are reconcil'd to God,
And led into the heav'nly road,
By grace divine !

Come finners hear the joyful news,
Nor longer dare the grace refufe;
Mercy and juftice here combine,
Goodness and truth harmonious join,
While boundless love in ev'ry line
Invites you near.

Ye faints in glory, ftrike the lyre;
Ye mortals, catch the facred fire;
Let both the Savior's love proclaim,
And spread abroad his matchless fame
For ever worthy is the Lamb
Of endless praife.

106. Helmfley T. HART.
Come and welcome to Jefus Chrift. {

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NOME, ye finners, vile and wretched,
Weak and wounded, fick and poor!

Jefus ready ftands to fave you,
Full of pity join'd with pów'r :-
He is able,

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 helplefs 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,
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransom'd finners, home.
Ye, who have fold for nought
Your heritage above;
Shall have it back, unbought,

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The gift of Jefus' love;

The year of jubilee is come;

Return, ye ransom'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 ranføm'd finners, home....

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ISDOM divine lifts up her voice: Sinners attend! ye faints rejoice! Thus faith our condefcending Lord: (0 may we hear his gracious word)

"C Riches and honor both are mine:

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"I am the tree of life divine!

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'My excellence can ne'er be told ;

'My fruits are better far than gold!

"The fineft gold cannot compare

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With riches, that my children fhare:
All bleffings do in me abound

"For thofe, who have true wisdom found.

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Here peace and pardon richly flow!

Here fruits immortal ever grow!

te Abundant mercy, plenteous grace, For finners of the fallen race!

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Here's blood to wash away your fin, And make the most polluted clean! "Here is a robe by Jefus wrought,

And as a gift to finners, brought!

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

Dear Lord, do thou our hearts incline,ret 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.

TOW firm a foundation, ye faints of the Lord, Is laid for your faith in his excellent word; What more can he fay than to you he hath faid You, who unto Jefus for refuge have fleds

In ev'ry condition, in fickness in health, to talk
In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealthyc
At home and abroad, on the land, on the fea,
'Asthy days may demand,fhall thy ftrength ever be.

Fear not, I am with thee, O be not dismay'd

I, I am thy God, and will ftill give thee aid 'I'll ftrengthen thee,helpthee,and cause thee tóftand, Upheld by my righteous omnipotent hands 0% "When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go? The rivers of forrow fhall not overflow ;;

For I will be with thee thy troubles to bless, al And fanctify to thee, thy deepeft diftrefs. T When thro' fiery trials thy pathway fhall her W 'My grace all fufficient fhall be thy fupply 30! 10 The flame fhall not hurt thee, I only defign Thy drofs to confume, and thy gold to refine

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