4 The overflowing power of grace,

The sight that veils the seraph's face ; The speechless awe that dares not move, And all the silent heaven of love.

164. C. M. Steele.
The Saviour's Invitation. John vii. 37.
THE Saviour calls—let every ear

Attend the heavenly sound;
Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear,

Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty longing heart,

Here, streams of bounty flow;
And life, and health, and bliss impart

To banish mortal woe.
3 Here, springs of sacred pleasure rise

To ease your every pain; Immortal fountain! full supplies !

Nor shall you thirst in vain.
4 Ye mourners, come,— 'tis mercy's voice

The gracious call obey;
Mercy invites to heavenly joys—

And can you yet delay?
5 Dear Saviour! draw reluctant hearts,

To thee let sinners fly,
And take the bliss thy love imparts,
And drink, and never die.

165. C. M. Steele.
Yet there is room. Luke xiv. 22.
YE

E wretched, hungry, starving poor,

Behold a royal feast!
Where mercy spreads her bounteous store

For every willing guest.
2 See, Jesus stands with open arms!

He calls, he bids you come;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms,-

But see, there yet is room.'

3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart;

There love and pity meet;
Nor will he bid the soul depart,

That trembles at his feet.
4 O come, and with his children taste

The blessings of his love;
While hope attends the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above.

166. L. M. Steele.
The Weary and Heavy-laden Invited.

, The Saviour offers heavenly rest ; The kind, the gracious call obey,

And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Here, mercy's boundless ocean flows,

To cleanse your guilt, and heal your woes; Pardon, and life, and endless peace

How rich the gift! how free the grace! 3 Lord, we accept with thankful heart,

The hope thy gracious words impart;
We come with trembling, yet rejoice,

And bless the kind inviting voice.
4 Dear Saviour, let thy powerful love

Confirm our faith, our fears remove,
And sweetly influence every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.

167. L. M. Altered.
Come and see.

John i. 46. JESUS dear name, how sweet it sounds! His word declares ' his grace is free,'

Come, needy sinner,— come and see.' 2. He left the shining courts on high,

Came to our world to bleed and die ;
Jesus, the God, hung on the tree,
Come, thoughtless sinner, come and see."

3 Your sins did pierce his bleeding heart,

"Till death had done its dreadful part; His boundless love extends to thee,

Come, trembling sinner,-- come and see.' 4 His blood can cleanse the foulest stain,

And make the filthy leper clean;
This fountain open stands for thee,

Come, guilty sinner,—come and see.' 5 Come, and behold his glories shine,

Come, sing his praise in songs divine;
He bleeds, he dies on Calvary !
Come, sinners, all,-0! come and see.'

168. L. M. Dobell's Selection.
I will in no wise cast out. John vi. 37.

I . Come, trembling souls, dismiss your fear; He saith, and who his word can doubt?

'I will in no wise cast you out.'
2 Approach your God, make no delay,

He waits to welcome you to-day ;
His mercy try, nor longer doubt,

He will in no wise cast you out. 3 Lord, at thy call behold I come,

A guilty soul, lost, and undone ;
On thy rich blood I cast my soul,
O make my wounded spirit whole!

169. C. M. Jones.
I will go in unto the King. Esther iv. 16.
COME, humble sinner, in whose breast

A thousand thoughts revolve,
Come, with your guilt and fear opprest,

And make this last resolve.
2 • I'll go to Jesus, though my sin

Hath like a mountain rose; · I know his courts, I'll enter in,

• Whatever may oppose.

3 · Prostrate I'll lie before his throne,

• And there my guilt confess; I'll tell him I'm a wretch undone,

• Without his sovereign grace.
4 • I'll to the gracious King approach,

• Whose sceptre pardon gives;
• Perhaps he may command my touch,

• And then the suppliant lives. 5. Perhaps he will admit my plea,

• Perhaps will hear my prayer ; • But if I perish I will pray,

. And perish only there. 6 I can but perish if I go;

• I am resolv'd to try;
• For if I stay away, I know

I must for ever die.
7. But if I die with mercy sought

• When I the king have tried ;
This were to die--delightful thought!

• As sinner never died.

170. 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. Dobell's Selection.
God, Gracious and Precious. Psalm cxxxix. 17.
INDULGENT God, how kind

Are all thy ways to me!
Whose dark, benighted mind,

Was enmity to thee;
Yet now subdu'd by sovereign grace,

My spirit longs for thine embrace. 2 Preserv'd in Jesus, when

My feet made haste to hell;
And there should I have been,

But thou dost all things well;
Thy love was great-thy mercy free,

Which from the pit deliver'd me. 3 A monument of

grace,
A sinner sav'd by blood ;
The streams of love I trace
Up to their fountain God!

And in his sacred bosom see
Eternal thoughts of love to me.

171. L. M. Watts.
God dwells with the humble. Isa. lvii. 15, 16.
T
VHUS saith the High and Lofty One,

* I sit upon my holy throne;
But I descend to worlds below,
On earth I have a mansion too.
2. The humble soul my words revive,

I bid the mourning sinner live, • Heal all the broken hearts I find,

And ease the sorrows of the mind.' 3 O may thy pard'ning grace be nigh,

Lest we should faint, despair, and die!
Thus shall our better thoughts approve
The methods of thy chastning love.

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172. L. M. Watts. Christ's invitation to sinners. Mat. xi. 28-30. C YOME hither, all ye weary souls,