And meet Apollyon's forces;

Gird on your sword and glittering shield,
And with your helmet take the field,
And fight your way, and never yield,
And Jesus will support you.

3 The bounty you shall have in hand,
If you'll enlist in Jesus' band,
Your captain in the front will stand
And beat your foes before you;
Come, throw your rebel weapons down,
And seek for honor and renown,
And you shall wear a starry crown,
For Jesus will support you.

4 No more in Satan's rank appear,
But to our banner pray draw near;
We'll win the day, you need not fear,
Though earth and hell oppose us.
Our captain he is always brave,
And able still his men to save;
He conquer'd death, hell and the grave,
And he will still support you.

5 Then let not sinners you affright,
Although they rage and vent their spite;
Wear but the Christian's armor right,
And none can stand before you.
Although your parents should oppose,
Your dearest friends become your foes,
Yet sweetly with the gospel close,
And Jesus will support you.

6 And when the war is at an end,
Our Captain still will be our friend,
We'll wing our way and up ascend,
To reign with him in glory.
Then shall our tears be wiped away,
Our night be turn'd to endless day,

And on our golden harps we'll play
The joyful song of heaven.

HEARKEN, sinners, we have come
To warn you of your danger;

We pray be reconcil'd to Him
Who once lay in a manger.
Ho! every one that thirsts,
Come ye to the waters;

Freely drink and quench your thirst,
O Žion's sons and daughters.

2 Come, all ye humble, weeping souls
Who long to be forgiv❜n,

We bring glad tidings unto you,
From the good Lord of heav'n.

3 There is a fountain deep and wide,
For sin and all uncleanness,

Come drink, and wash, and be made white,
And prove the gospel fullness.

4 Oh! see the crowd that's traveling on,
In paths of self-denial;

They march along the banks of love,
And long for your arrival.

5 Shall unbelief debar you from
The knowledge of your Savior?
Believe, and you'll be justified;
Believe, and live forever.

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WHEN the harvest is past, and the summer is gone,

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And sermons and prayers shall be o'er;

When the beams cease to break of the sweet Sabbath morn,

And Jesus invites thee no more;

When the rich gales of mercy no longer shall blow,

The gospel no message declare:

Sinner, how canst thou bear the deep wailings of wo!

How suffer the night of despair!

2 When the holy have gone to the regions of peace,

To dwell in the mansions above;

When their harmony wakes in the fulness of bliss,

Their song to the Savior they love;

Say, O sinner, that livest at rest and secure, Who fearest no trouble to come,

Can thy spirit the swellings of sorrow endure, Or bear the impenitent's doom?

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EMEMBER, sinful youth, you must die! you must die!

Remember, sinful youth, you must die! Remember, sinful youth, who hate the way of truth,

And in your pleasures boast, you must die! you must die!

And in your pleasures boast, you must die.

2 Uncertain are your days here below, &c., Uncertain are your days, &c.,

Uncertain are your days, for God hath many

ways

To bring you to your graves here below, here below, To bring, &c.

3 And if you travel down the broad road, the broad road,

And if you travel down the broad road,

And if you travel down, to darkness you are bound,

Eternally around, the broad road, &c.,

Eternally, &c.

4 To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, you are bound,

To a dreadful judgment day you are bound, To a dreadful judgment day, be your thoughts what'er they may;

Nor can you it delay, you are bound, &c.,
Nor can you, &c.

5 The God who built the sky, great I AM, great I AM,

The God who built the sky, &c.,

The God who built the sky, hath said (and can not lie),

Impenitents must die, and be lost, &c.,

Impenitents, &c.

6 And O! my friends, don't you, I entreat, I entreat,

And O! my friends, don't you, &c.

And O! my friends, don't you your carnal mirth pursue,

Your guilty souls undo, I entreat, &c.,

Your guilty, &c.

7 Unto the Savior flee, 'scape for life, 'scape

for life,

Unto the Savior flee, &c.,

Unto the Savior flee, lest death eternal be

Your final destiny, 'scape for life, &c.,

Your final, &c.

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turn ye, Oh! turn ye; for why will you die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, Come, And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay Your hearts may grow better by staying away; Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be,

While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 3 Now Jesus is ready your souls to receive, And grant you a pardon, if you'll believe; If sin is your burden, why will you not come? "Tis you he bids welcome; he bids you come

home.

4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, To soothe your affliction, or banish your pain? To bear up your spirits, when summoned to

die,

Or waft you to mansions of glory on high!

5 Why will you be starving or feeding on air? There's mercy in Jesus enough and to spare; If still you are doubting, make trial and see, And prove that his mercy is boundless and free.

6 Come, give us your hand, and the Savior your heart;

And trusting in Jesus, we never shall part.
Oh! how can we leave you? why will you not

come?

We'll journey together, and soon be at home.