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Then I did learn Jesus was mine;
I love the Lord, I love his word,
Then brethren dear, don’t it appear,
5 Come, sinners, now to Jesus bow,
Y OUNG people all attention give,
While I address you in God's name, Ye who in sin and folly live, Come hear the counsels of a friend.
2 Ive sought for bliss in glittering toys, And rang'd the luring scenes of vice,
But never knew substantial joys,
He spake at once my sins forgiven,
And now, with trembling sense I view
Youth like the spring, will soon be gone, y fleeting time, or conquering death, our morning sun, may set at noon, nd leave you ever in the dark.
Your sparkling eyes and blooming
ckeeks, o wither like the blasted rose, he coffin, muffler, winding sheet, Will soon your active limbs enclosc.
7 Ye heedless ones, that widely stroll, The grave will soon become your bed, Where silence reigns and vapors roll In solemn darkness round your head.
8 Your friends will pass the lonesom place. . And with a sigh move slow along, Still gazing on the spires of grass, With which your graves are over. grown.
9 Your souls will land in darker realms, Where vengeance reigns, and billows roar, And roll amid the burning flames, When thousand, thousand years ar. o’er.
10. Still sunk in shades of endless night To groan and gasp in ceaseless pain, | And never more behold the i. *. md never, never rise again.
And soon with you 'twill be too late," The way of life in Christ to choose.
12 Come lay your carnal weapons by,
HYMN 114.—C. M.
HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
2 O may we ever hearthy voice,
8 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
We'll sing our Jesus's lovely name,
4. When we appear in yonder cloud, With all the favor'd throng; Then will we sing more sweet, more loud, And Christ shall be our song.
HYMN 115–C, M. A prospect of Heaven makes death easy.
WTNHERE is a land of pure delight,
2 There everlasting spring abides,
3 Sweet fields, beyond the swelling floods, postand drest in living green; So to the Jews old Canaan stood, While Jordan roll’d between.
4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink To cross this narrow sea,