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Now fulfil thy great design,
4 Ye tender souls ! draw hither coo, Who didst first the message bring : Ye grateful, highly favour'd few, Every heart to thee incline,
Who feel the debt you owe;Now compel them to come in.
Press on, the Lord hath more to give : 2 Rushing on the downward road,
By faith upon him daily live;
And you shall find it so.
PART II. C. M. Cambridge New, 74.
The invitation of wisdom. Every heart, &c.
ITO! Wisdom stands with smiling face, 3 Thus their willing souls compel,
U And courts us to her arms; Thus their happy minds constrain
Who can resist the wondrous grace, From the ways of death and hell,
And slight her powerful charms? Home to God and grace again :
2 She, generous, holds out to our sight Stretch that conquering arm of thine,
Riches which shall endure; Once outstretch'd to bleed for sin : Not sparkling rubies half so bright, Every heart, &c.
Nor finest gold so pure.
| 3 Eternal pleasures fill her train, 120 C.M. Huddersfield, 202.
Pleasures which never cloy! UV The Saviour's invitation. STEELE.
Come, drink of bliss unmix'd with pain
And taste celestial joy.' I THE Saviour calls-let every ear
4 Immortal crowns she now displays, 1 Attend the heavenly sound :
And thrones beyond the skies; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear,
Accept her blessings while she stays, Hope smiles reviving round.
And seize the glorious prize. 2 For every thirsty longing heart
Here streams of bounty flow;
PART III. L. M. Ulverston, 179. To banish mortal woe.
Wisdom's invitation accepted, 3 Here springs of sacred pleasure rise
I HEAR the counsel of a friend, To ease your every pain,
1 And to his soothing voice attend; (Immortal fountain! full supplies !)
Come,sinners,wretched, blind, and poor, Nor shall you thirst in vain.
Come, buy from my unbounded store. 4 Ye sinners, come; 't is mercy's voice, 12 I only ask you to receive, The gracious call obey :
For freely I my blessings give :' Mercy invites to heavenly joys
Jesus, and are thy blessings free? And can you yet delay?
Then I may dare to come to thee. 5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant herrts; 3 I come for grace, like gold refined, To thee let sinners fly,
T' enrich and beautify my mind : And take the bliss thy love imparts;
Grace that will trials well endure, And drink and never die.
And in the furnace grow more pure.
4 Naked, I come for that bright dress, PART I. 8. 8. 6. Chatham, 59, Thy perfect spotless righteousness; Whosoever will, let him come.
That glorious robe, so richly dyed
In thine own blood, my shame to hide. i VE scarlet-colour'd sinners! come;
5 Like Bartimeus, now to thee 1 Jesus, the Lord, invites you home; |
I come, and pray that I may see: O whither can you go!
Ev'n clay is eye-salve in thy hand, What! are your crimes of crimson hue?
If thou the blessing but command. His promise is for ever true, He'll wash you white as snow.
6 Here, wretched, poor, and blind I came;
O let me not return the same; 2 Backsliders ! fill'd with your own ways,
Let me depart, all-gracious Lord ! Whose weeping nights and wretched days
Happy, enrich'd, to sight restored. In bitterness are spent, Return to Jesus, he'll reveal His lovely face, and sweetly heal
M. Green's Hun.89. Wareham, 117 What you so much lament.
The first promise. BEDDOME Tried souls! look up-he says, 'tis I,He loves you still, but means to try
EN, by the tempter's wiles be If faith will bear the test:
Through all the mazy deeps of hell.
2 Iufernal powers rejoiced to see
Part I. C. M. Maidstone, 196. The new-made worlat ciestrov'il, undone ;
Sufficient grace. NEEDHAN. But God proclaims his great decree, Pardon and mercy through his Son.
TIND are the words that Jesus speaks 3. •Serpent, accursed, thy sentence read;
To cheer the drooping saint; Almighty vengeance thou shalt feel;
My grace sufficient is for you, The woman's sced shall break thy head,
Though nature's powers may faint. Thy malice faintly bruise his heel.'
i 2 ‘My grace its glories shall display, 1 Thus God declares; and Christ descends, i And make your griefs remove Assumes a mortal form, and dies ;
Your weakness shall the triumphs tell Whilst, in his death, death's empire ends, Of boundless power and love.' And the proud conqueror conquer'd lies. 1 2
3 What though my griefs are not removed, 5 Dying, the King of Glory deals
Yet why should I despair ? Ruin to all his numerous foes;
While my kind Saviour's arms support, His power the Prince of Darkness feels, I can the burden bear. And sinks oppress'd beneath his woes.
| 4 Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord, L.M. Lebanon, 79. Alfred, 509. 'Tis good to trust thy name; Deut. xxxiii. 25. FAWCETT.
Thy power, thy faithfulness, and love,
Will ever be the same. I AFFLICTED saint,to Christ draw near,
Il Thy Saviour's gracious promise hear: 15 Weak as I am, vet through thv grace His faithful word declares to thee
I all things can perform; That, as thy days, thy strength shall be.'
And, smiling, triumph in thy name 2 Let not thy heart despond, and say,
Amid the raging storm.
PART II. 104th. Stockwell, 140. That, 'as thy days, thy strength shall be.'
The Lord will provide. NEWTON. 3 Thy faith is weak, thy foes are strong; And, if the contlict should be long,
LTHOUGH troubles assail, and dangers affright, Thy Lord will make the tempter flee;
I Tho' friends should ail fail, and foes all unte; For, 'as thy days, thy strength shall be.'
| Yet one thing secures us, whatever betide,
The Scripture assures us, 'The Lord will pro4 Should persecution rage and flame,
vide. Still trust in thy Redeemier's name;
The birds without barn or store house are fed, In fiery trials thou shalt see
From them let us learn to trust for our bread: That, as thy days, thy strength shall be.' His saints what is fitting shall ne'er be denied, 5 When call’d to bear the weighty cross,
So long as 't is written, 'The Lord will provide. Or sore affliction, pain, or loss,
3 His call we obes, as Abram of old, Or deep distress, or poverty
Not knowing our way, but faith makes us bold; Still, 'as thy days, thy strength shall be.' For tho we are strangers we have a good guide, 6 When ghastly death appears in view,
And trust in all dangers, The Lord will pro
vide.' Christ's presence shall thy fears subdue; He comes to set thy spirit free;
4 When Satan appears to stop up our path, And 'as thy days, thy strength shall be.'
and fill us with fears, we triumph by faith; He cannot take from us, tho' oft he has tried, This heart-cheering promise, The Lord
The Lord w 194. C.M. Great Milton, 212.
provide.' Fear not, I am with thee.
5 He tells us we're weak; our hope is in vain ; Isa. xli. 10. DODDRIDGE. The good that we seek we ne'er shall obtain ; 1 AND art thou with us, gracious Lord,
But when such suggestion our spirits have plied A
The Lord wil
This answers all questions,
6 When life sinks apace, and death is in view,
This word of his grace shall comfort us thro 2 Dost thou a Father's bowels feel
No fenring or doubting, with Christ on our side For all thy humble saints ?
We hope to die shouting, The Lord will pre And in such friendly accents speak
vide.' To soothe their sad complaints ? 3 Why droop our hearts, why tlow our
126 C.M. New York, 33. Devizes, 14. While such a voice we hear? (eyes,
My God shall supply all your need, Why rise our sorrows and our fears, While such a friend is near?
Phil. iv. 19, 20. DODDRIDG: 4 To all thine other favours, add
IMY God !-how cheerful is the sound A heart to trust thy word ;
M How pleasant to repeat ! And death itself shall hear us sing,
Well may that heart with pleasure boun While resting on the Lord.
Where God hath tix'd his seat.
2 What want shall not our God supply 7 .The soul thai on Jesus hath lean'd for repose, Froin his redundant stores ?
I will pot, I will not desert to his foes; (shake, What streams of mercy from on high
That soul, though all hell should endeavour to An arm almighty pours!
I'll never, no never, no never forsake.' 8 From Christ, the ever-living spring, These ample blessings flow:
1 0 PART II. 104th. Hanover, 130. Prepare, my lips, his name to sing,
O Promises animating to prayer. Whose heart has loved us so.
HOU Greatest and Best, o bow down thine 4 Now, to our Father and our God,
ear, Be endless glory given,
Attend my request, and answer my prayer; Through all the realms of man's abode
Remember me always, my God, for my good, And through the highest heaven.
Thou, thou by the needy hast evermore stood. 2 O gracious reply! thou sayest, I will,
I earnestly do remember thee still : 197 C.M. Arlington, 17. Hammond, 226.
Thy kindness I saw in the days of thy youth; Fear not. Luke xii. 32. DODDRIDGE. Thy love of espousals when walking in truth. I VE little flock, whom Jesus feeds,
3. Remember I do thy foes and thy fears, 1 Dismiss your anxious cares,
Thy praises and prayers, thy joys and thy tears: Look to the Shepherd of your souls,
Should others forget thee, my signet thou art, And smile away your fears.
Yea, thou art eugraved on my hands and my
heart. * Though wolves and lions prowl around, Then as thou art mine, my care and my boast, His staff is your defence: (voice
I Believing rejoice, and no more distrust; 'Midst sands and rocks your Shepherd's Rey on my promise, Thou never shalt be, Calls streams and pastures thence.
0 Israel, my Israel, forgotten of me.' 3 Your Father will a kingdom give,
And give it with delight:
PARTI. C. M. Abridge, 201. And, o'er the pious dead, we sing
The Divinity of Christ. Thy living promises.
iTHEE we adore, Eternal Word, 5 For all we hope, and they enjoy,
1 The Father's equal Son ; We bless the Saviour's name :
By heaven's obedient hosts adored, Nor shall that stroke disturb the song
Ere time its course begun. Which breaks this mortal frame.
2 The first creation has display'd
Thine energy divine;
For not a single thing was made
Himself to dust and clay. 2 In every condition,-in sickness, in health, 14 See the Redeemer clothed in flesh, In poverty's vale, or abounding in wealth;
And ask the reason Why?' At home and abroad, on the land, on the spa,
The answer fills my soul afresh As thy days may demand, shall thy strength
'To suffer, bleed, and die!' ever be. 3 'Fear not, I am with thee. O be not dismay'd! 5 Creation's Author now assumes 1, I am thy God, and will still give thee aid;
A creature's humble form; I'll strengthen thee, help thee, and cause thee
A man of grief and woe becomes, to stand,
And trod on like a worm. Upbeld by my righteous omnipotent hand.
16 The Lord of Glory bears the shame When thro' the deep waters I call thee to go, To vile transgressors due; The rivers of woe shall not thee overflow;
Justice the Prince of Life condemns For I will be with thee, thy troubles to bless,
To die in anguish too. And sanctify to thee thy deepest distress.
7 God over all, for ever blest, When thro' fiery trials thy pathway shall lie,
The righteous curse endures; My grace all-sufficient shall be thy supply;
And thus to souls with sin distrest, The flame shall not burt thee; I only design
Eternal bliss insures.
8 What wonders in thy person meet, My sovereign, eternal, unchangeable love:
My Saviour all divine ! And when hoary hairs shall their temples adorn,
I fall with rapture at thy feet, :,: Like lanıby they shall still in my boaou be borne.
And would be wholly thine.
I HARGlory ton, and
Borme, Desire humbleromisedead.
100 PART II. C.M. Nativity, 522. 12 Saints, before the altar bending, The incarnation MEDLEY.
Watching long in hope and fear,
Suddenly the Lord descending
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King. To hail the auspicious day.
3 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 2 In heaven the rapturous song began,
Doom'd for guilt to endless pains, And sweet seraphic fire
Justice now revokes the sentence, Through all the shinig legions ran,
Mercy calls you,-break your chains; And strung and tuned the lyre.
Come and worship,
Worship Christ, the new-born King. 3 Swift through the vast expanse it flew,
And loud the echo roll'd; The theme, the song, the joy was new, 120 7's. Georgia, 192. Hart's, 221. 'Twas more than heaven could hold.
Song of the angels. WESLEY. 4 Down from the portals of the sky 11 HARK, the herald angels sing, The impetuous torrent ran;
II Glory to the new-born King; And angels flew with eager joy
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, To bear the news to man.
God and sinners reconciled.' 5 Wrapt in the silence of the night
2 Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Lay all the eastern world,
Join the triumph of the skies: When bursting, glorious, heavenly light,
Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace! The wondrous scene unfurl’d.
Hail the Sun of Righteousness! 6 Hark! the cherubic armies shout,
3 Mild, he lays his glory by;
Born, that men no more might die; And glory leads the song:
Born, to raise the sons of earth; Good-will and peace' are heard through
Born, to give them second birth. The harmonious heavenly throng.
4 Come, Desire of Nations, come, 7 0 for a glance of heavenly love
Fix in us thy humble home; Our hearts and songs to raise,
Rise, the woman's promised Seed, Sweetly to bear our souls above,
Bruise in us the serpent's head. And mingle with their lays !
5 Glory to the new-born King! 8 With joy the chorus we'll repeat,
Let us all the anthem sing, Glory to God on high !
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, Good-will and peace are now complete; God and sinners reconciled.'
Jesus was born to die !! 9 Hail, Prince of Life! for ever hail,
C. M. Jerusalem, 379. Redeemer, brother, friend!
The incarnation. STEELE. Though earth, and time, and life should Thy praise shall never end. [fail, i
in 1 AWAKE, awake the sacred song
n To our incarnate Lord;
Let every heart, and every tongue,
Adore the eternal Word.
2 That awful Word, that sovereig power
By whom the worlds were madle, GOD, a God!' the wide earth shouts-- (0 happy morn, illustrious hour!) A A God!' the heavens reply ;
Was once in flesh array'd! The choral universe resounds
3 Then shone almighty power and love A God is born-to die!
In all their glorious forms, 2 Jehovah Jesus is his name
When Jesus left his throne above Immanuel, the I AM:
To dwell with sinful worms.
The Saviour left the skies;
That worthless man might rise.
15 Adoring angels tuned their songs
With rapture then let mortal tongues Wing your flight o'er all the earth,
Their grateful worship pay. Ye who sang creation's story,
16 What glory, Lord, to, thee is due! Now proclaim Messiah's birth;
With wonder we adore; Come and worship,
But, could we sing as angels do, Worship Christ, the new-born King.
Our highest praise were poor.
3 For thed beyond is of powerless wrought
8.7.4. Painswick, 162. Alma, 345. First, in our mortal flesh, to serve; Praise to the Redeemer. ROBINSON
Then, in that flesh, to die. I VIGHTY God! while angels bless thee, 4 Bought with thy service and thy blood, II May an infant lisp thy name?
We doubly, Lord, are thine; Lord of men, as well as angels,
To thee our lives we would devote,
To thee our death resign.
124 C. M. Jerusalem, 379. Otford, 106. 2 Lord of every land and nation,
The advent. DODDRIDGE. Ancient of eternal days! Sounded through the wide creation
1 LARK, the glad sound, the Saviour Be thy just and lawful praise :
11 The Saviour promised long ! (comes, Hallelujah, &c.
Let every heart prepare a throne,
And every voice a song. 3 For the grandeur of thy nature, Grand beyond a seraph's thought;
2 On him, the Spirit, largely pour'd, For created works of power,
Exerts his sacred fire ; Works with skill and kindness wrought:
Wisdom and might, and zeal and love, Hallelujah, &c.
His holy breast inspire. 4 For thy providence, that governs
3 He comes, the prisoners to release, Through thine empire's wide domain;
In Satan's bondage held; Wings an angel, guides a sparrow;
The gates of brass before him burst, Blessed be thy gentle reign.
The iron fetters yield.
4 He comes, from thickest films of vice 5 But thy rich, thy free redemption,
To clear the mental ray; Darkthrough brightness all along :
And, on the eyes oppress'd with night, Thought is poor, and poor expression,
To pour celestial day. Who dare sing that awful song? 5 He comes, the broken heart to bind, Hallelujah, &c.
The bleeding soul to cure; 6 Brightness of the Father's glory,
And, with the treasures of his grace, Shall thy praise unutter'd lie?
T' enrich the humble poor.
Thy welcome shall proclaim ;
And heaven's eternal arches ring 7 Did archangels sing thy coming ?
With thy beloved name.
PART I. L. M. Leeds, 19.
The transfiguration. DODDRIDGE. 8 From the highest throne in glory, 1 W HEN at a distance, Lord, we trace To the cross of deepest woe;
The various glories of thy face, All to ransom guilty captives:
What transport pours o'er all our breast, Flow, my praise, for ever flow.
And charms our cares and woes to rest ! Hallelujah, &c.
| 2 With thee in the obscurest cell Go, return, immortal Saviour!
On some bleak mountain would I dwell, Leave thy footstool, take thy throne; Rather than pomrous courts behold, Thence return, and reign for ever,
And share their grandeur and their gold. Be the kingdom all thy own.
3 Away, ye dreams of mortal joy! Hallelujah, &c.
Raptures divine my thoughts employ:
I see the King of Glory shine; 1330. M. Bath Chap. 26. Hensbury, 323. And feel his love, and call him mine. The condescension of Christ.
| 4 On Tabor, thus his servants view'd
His lustre, when transform'd he stood; Matt. xx. 28. DODDRIDGE. And, bidding earthly scenes farewell, SAVIOUR of men, and Lord of love, Cried, 'Lord, 't is pleasant here to dwell!'
How sweet thy gracious name! 5 Yet still our elevated eyes With joy that errand we review
To nobler visions long to rise ; On which thy mercy came.
That grand assembly would we join, ! While all thy own angelic bands
Where all thy saints around thee shine. Stood waiting on the wing,
6 That mount, how bright! those forms, Charm'd with the honour to obey
how fair! Their great eternal King;
'Tis good to dwell for ever there! For us, mean, wretched, sinful men, Come, death, dear envoy of my God, Thou laidst that glory by ;
And bear me to that blest abode.