Hymn 2. C. M. Zion's Increase, or the Conversion of Jews and

Gentiles. Ps. ii. 8.
1 FATHER, is not thy promise pledg'd

To thine exalted Son,
That through the nations of the earth,

Thy word of life shall run ?
2 "Ask, and I give the heathen lands,

" For thine inheritance ; " And to the world's remotest shores,

“ Thine empire shall advance."
3 Hast thou not said the blinded Jews

Shall their Redeemer own;
While Gentiles to his standard crowd,

And bow before his throne ?
[4 Are not all kingdoms, tribes and tongues,

Under th' expanse of heaven, To the dominion of thy Son,

Without exception given ? 5 From east to west, from north to south,

Then be his name ador'd! Europe, with all thy millions, shout

Hosannas to thy Lord ! 6 Asia and Africa resound,

From shore to shore his fame ; And thou, America, in songs,

Redeeming love proclaim !]

Hymn 3.

L. M.
The Gospel Jubilec.
1 Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound,

And spread the joyful tidings round;
Let every soul with transport hear,
And hail the Lord's accepted year.

2 Ye debtors, whom he gives to know,

That you ten thousand talents owe,
When humbled at his feet you fall,

Your gracious Lord forgives them all. 3 Slaves, who have borne the heavy chain,

Of sin and hell's tyrannic reign,
To liberty assert your claim,

And plead the great Redeemer's name: 4 The rich inheritance of heaven,

Your joy, your crown is freely givin,
Fair Salem your arrival waits,

With golden streets and pearly gates. 5 O happy souls, who know the sound !

God's light shall all their steps surround;
And shew that jubilee begun,
Which through eternal years shall run.

Hymn 4. 8 lfnes, 7's.

[Tune, Benefit Street.]
Why will ye die, O house of Israel?

Ezek. 18-31.
1 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die !

God, your maker, asks you why;
God, who did your being give,
Made you with himself to live :
He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands :
Why, ye thankless creatures, why,
Will

ye cross his love and die ? 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ?

God, your Saviour asks you why :
God, who did your souls retrieve,
Died himself that you might live:-
Will you let him die in vain ?
Crucify your Lord again? ?
Why, ye ransom'd sinners, why,
Will

ye slight his grace and die?

grace receive ?

3 Sinners, turn, why will ge die !

God, the Spirit, asks you why ;
He, who all your lives hath strove,
Woo'd you to embrace his love;
Will
you

not the
Will you still refuse to live?
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why,

Will you grieve your God, and die!
A Dead, already dead within,

Spiritually dead in sin ;
Dead to God, while here you breathe :
Pant you after second death!
Will you still in sin remain,
Greedy of eternal pain?
O, ye dying sinners, why,
Why will you forever die!

!

Hymn 5. L. M.

Gospel Feast.
1 Come, sinners, to the gospel-feast;

Let every soul be Jesus' guest ;
Ye need not one be left behind;

For God hath bidden all mankind. 2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call;

The invitation is to all;
Come all the world ! come, sinner, thou !

All things in Christ are ready now. 3 Come all ye souls by sin oppress'd,

Ye restless wand'rers after rest;
Ye poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind,

In Christ a hearty welcome find.
4 My message as from God receive;

Ye all may come to Christ and live;
O let his love your hearts constrain,
Nor suffer him to die in vain !

y His love is mighty to compel:

His conqu’ring love consent to feel;
Yield to his love's resistless power,

And fight against your God no more. 6 See him set forth before your eyes,

That precious bleeding sacrifice !
His offer'd benefits embrace,

And freely now be say'd by grace ! 7 This is the time; no more delay!

This is the acceptable day;
Come in this moment, at his call,
And live for him who died for all!

Hymn 6. L. M.

Gospel Feast.
1 SINNERS, obey the gospel word,

Haste to the supper of the Lord;
Be wise to know your gracious day;

All things are ready, come away. 2 Ready the Father is to own,

And kiss his late-returning Son;
Ready your loving Saviour stands,

And spreads for you his bleeding hands. 3 Ready the spirit of his love,

Stands now the stony to remove;
T'apply and witness with the blood,

And wash and seal the sons of God. 4 Ready for you the angels wait,

To triumph in your blest estate : Tuning their harps, they long to praise

The wonders of redeeming grace. 5 The Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

Are ready with their shining host : All heaven is ready to resound, “The dead's alive, the lost is found !>>

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6 Come, then, ye sinners, to your Lord,

In Christ to paradise restor'd;
His proffer'd benefits embrace,
The plentitude of gospel grace.

Hymn 7. C. M.

The Gospel Feast. 1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor,

Behold a royal feast! Where mercy spreads her bounteous store

For every humble 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 In Jesus' condescending heart

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

That trembles at bis, feet.
4 Come then and with his people taste

The blessings of his love;
While hope attends the sweet repast

Of nobler joys above.
$ There with united heart and voice,

Before th' eternal throne;
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice

In ecstacies unknown.
6 And yet ten thousand thousand more

Are welcome still to come ;
Ye longing souls the grace adore,
Approach, there yet is room.

Hymn 8. 7's.
The Excellency of Public Worship,
i Lord of Hosts, how lovely fair,

Here on earth thy temples are !