3 He can heal thy bitterest wound,
He thy gentlest prayer can hear:
Seek him, for he may be found ;
Call upon him; he is near.

HORTON. 7s.

XAVIER SCHNYDER VON WARTENSEE.

221.

"Come unto me." Matt. 11: 28-30. MRS. BARBAULD. NOME, said Jesus' sacred voice,

COM

Come, and make my paths your choice;
I will guide you to your home;
Weary wanderer, hither come!

2 Thou who, homeless and forlorn,

Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary wanderer, hither haste.

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain ;
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,

In remorse for guilt who mourn :—

4 Hither come! for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound;
Peace that ever shall endure,
Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

ZEPHYR. L. M.

W. B. BRADBURY.

222. 66

Matt. 11: 28-30.

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 "They shall find rest who learn of me,
I'm of a meek, and lowly mind;

But passion rages like the sea,

And pride is restless as the wind.
3"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.”
4 Jesus, we come at thy command:
With faith, and hope, and humble zeal,
Resign our spirits to thy hand,

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To mold and guide us at thy will.

"I will give you rest."

WATTS.

MRS. STEELE

YOME, weary souls, with sin distressed,
Come, and accept the promised rest;

The Saviour's 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 Dear Saviour! let thy powerful love
Confirm our faith, our fears remove;
Oh, sweetly reign in every breast,
And guide us to eternal rest.

STEPHANOS. 8.5.8.3.

W. H. MONK.

224.

Κόπον τε καὶ κάματον.

STEPHEN OF ST. SEBAS.
J. M. NEALE, Tr.

thou weary, laden,

Art thou sore distressed?

"Come to me," saith One, " and coming,
Be at rest."

2 Hath he marks to lead me to him,
If he be my Guide?

"In his feet and hands are wound-prints,
And his side."

3 Is there diadem, as Monarch,
That his brow adorns?
"Yea, a crown, in very surety,
But of thorns."

4 If I find him, if I follow,

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What's my portion here?
Many a sorrow, many a conflict,
Many a tear."

5 If I still hold closely to him,
What hath he at last?

"Sorrow vanquished, labor ended,
Jordan passed."

6 If I ask him to receive me,
Will he say me nay?

"Not till earth, and not till heaven
Pass away."

WHAT HAST THOU DONE FOR ME?

1st time.

P. P. BLISS. By per. J.urch & Co. 2d time.

225.

Heb. 9: 28.

I GAVE my life for thee,

MISS HAVERGAL.

My precious blood I shed,
That thou might'st ransomed be,
And quickened from the dead;
I gave, I gave my life for thee,—
What hast thou done for me?
2 My Father's house of light,—
My glory-circled throne

I left for earthly night,

For wanderings sad and lone;—
I left, I left it all for thee,

What hast thou left for me?

3 I suffered much for thee,

More than thy tongue can tell,

Of bitterest agony,

To rescue thee from hell;

I've borne, I've borne it all for thee,
What hast thou borne for me?

4 And I have brought to thee,
Down from my home above,
Salvation full and free,

My pardon and my love;

I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee,
What hast thou brought to me?

ROSEFIELD. 7s, 61.

Rev. C. H. MALAN.

226.

"I will draw all men unto me.' " John 12: 32. HAWEIS. ROM the cross uplifted high,

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Where the Saviour deigns to die,
What melodious sounds we hear,
Bursting on the ravished ear!-
"Love's redeeming work is done:
Come and welcome, sinner, come!"

2 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne;
Why beneath thy burdens groan?
On my pierced body laid,

Justice owns the ransom paid;
Bow the knee, and kiss the Son,
Come and welcome, sinner, come!"

3 "Spread for thee, the festal board
See with richest dainties stored;
To thy Father's bosom pressed,
Yet again a child confessed,
Never from his house to roam:
Come and welcome, sinner, come!"

4 "Soon the days of life shall end;
Lo! I come, your Saviour, Friend,
Safe your spirit to convey

To the realms of endless day,
Up to my eternal home;

Come and welcome, sinner, come!"