8 To him, ye graceful cedars bow; Tell, when affrighted nature shook, 9 Ye flocks, that haunt the humble vale, PAUSE. 10 Wake, all ye mountain tribes, and sing, Ye plumy warblers of the spring, Harmonious anthems raise To him who shap'd your finer mould, 11 Let man, by nobler passions sway'd, 12 Ye, whom the charms of grandeur please, Ye princes, rulers, all adore Praise him, ye kings, who makes your power 13 Ye fair, by nature form'd to move, Hymn 213. 8.7.4. Come and Welcome to Jesus Christ. Isa. lv. i Full of pity, love and pow'r : He is able, He is willing, doubt no more. True belief, and true repentance, Come to Jesus Christ, and buy.] 'Tis the Spirit's rising beam. If you tarry, till you're better, Not the righteous, Sinners, Jesus came to call. None but Jesus, Can do helpless sinners good. 6 Saints and angels join'd in concert, While the blissful seats of heav'n, Sinners here may sing the same. Hymn 214. 8.7.4. Zion's Increase Prayed for. Psalm lxxxv. 6. 1 SAVIOUR, visit thy plantation; Lord, revive us ; All our help must come from thee. 4 But a drought has since succeeded, 5 Gracious Saviour, hasten hither; 6 Let our mutual love be fervent, Hymn 215. 10's & 11's. Begone Unbelief. Isa. xii. 2. 1 BEGONE unbelief! my Saviour is near, And for my relief will surely appear; By pray'r let me wrestle, and he will perform, With Christ in the vessel, I smile at the storm. 2 Though dark be my way, since he is my guide, 'Tis mine to obey, 'tis his to provide ; Though, cisterns be broken, and creatures all fail, The word he has spoken shall surely prevail. 3 His love in time past forbids me to think He'll leave me at last in-trouble to sink; Each sweet Ebenezer I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure to bring me quite through 4 Since all that I meet shall work for my good, The bitter is sweet, the med’cine is food, Though painful at present, 'twill cease before long, And then O how pleasant the conq'rors song. Hymn 216. 8.,7. 4. Sinner's Entreated to Hear. 1 SINNERS, will you scorn the message, Every sentence-O how tender! Every line is full of love. 2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel, Free forgiveness in his name! 3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour, Fearful hearts, they quell your fears; And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, grov'ling wordlings Callous hearers of the word, While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford; We entreat you, Take the warnings they afford. 5 Who hath our report believed? Who receiv'd the joyful word? Who embrac❜d the news of pardon, Offer'd to you by the Lord? Can you slight it Offer'd to you by the Lord! O, ye angels, hovering round us, Waiting spirits, speed your way, Hasten to the court of heaven, Tidings bear without delay: Rebel sinners, Glad the message will obey. 1 ERE God had built the mountains, When like a tent to dwell in, |