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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.
Attend the heavenly sound;
Hope smiles reviving round. 2 For every thirsty longing heart,
Here, streams of bounty flow;
To banish mortal woe.
To ease your every pain; Immortal fountain! full supplies !
Nor shall you thirst in vain.
The gracious call obey;
And can you yet delay?
To thee let sinners fly,
165. C. M. Steele.
E wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Behold a royal feast!
For every willing guest.
He calls, he bids you come;
But see, there yet is room.'
3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart;
There love and pity meet;
That trembles at his feet.
The blessings of his love;
166. L. M. Steele.
, 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;
And bless the kind inviting voice.
Confirm our faith, our fears remove,
167. L. M. Altered.
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 ;
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;
Come, guilty sinner,—come and see.' 5 Come, and behold his glories shine,
Come, sing his praise in songs divine;
168. L. M. Dobell's Selection.
I . Come, trembling souls, dismiss your fear; He saith, and who his word can doubt?
'I will in no wise cast you out.'
He waits to welcome you to-day ;
He will in no wise cast you out. 3 Lord, at thy call behold I come,
A guilty soul, lost, and undone ;
169. C. M. Jones.
A thousand thoughts revolve,
And make this last resolve.
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.
• Whose sceptre pardon gives;
• 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;
I must for ever die.
• When I the king have tried ;
• As sinner never died.
170. 6. 6. 6. 6. 8. 8. Dobell's Selection.
Are all thy ways to me!
Was enmity to thee;
My spirit longs for thine embrace. 2 Preserv'd in Jesus, when
My feet made haste to hell;
But thou dost all things well;
Which from the pit deliver'd me. 3 A monument of
And in his sacred bosom see
171. L. M. Watts.
* I sit upon my holy throne;
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!
172. L. M. Watts. Christ's invitation to sinners. Mat. xi. 28-30. C YOME hither, all ye weary souls,
Ye heavy-laden sinners, come; "I'll give you rest from all your toils,
"And raise you to my heavenly home. 2 • Blest is the man whose shoulders take
My yoke, and bear it with delight; • My yoke is easy to his neck,
• My grace shall make the burden light. 3 Jesus, we come at thy command,
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal,
173. C. M. Toplady's Collection.
To Christ, and heal your wounds;
Wherein free grace abounds.