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Then I did learn Jesus was mine;
O what a pleasing story!

I love the Lord, I love his word,
I love all those arround me;

Then brethren dear, don’t it appear,
That Jesus Christ has found me.

5 Come, sinners, now to Jesus bow,
While grace is offer'd to you,
Come as you are, to Christ repair,
Qr sin will quite undo you.
With lovely charms, and open arms,
Now Jesus will receive you,
Come, sinners, come, in him there's

And Jesus Christ will save you.
HYMN 113.-L. M.

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,
Until I heard my Saviour’s voice.

He spake at once my sins forgiven,
And took my load of guilt away,
He gave me glory, peace and heaven,
And thus I found the heavenly way.

And now, with trembling sense I view
The billows roll beneath your feet,
|For death eternal waits for you,
|Who slight the force of gospel truth,

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.

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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.

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And soon with you 'twill be too late," The way of life in Christ to choose.

12 Come lay your carnal weapons by,
No longer fight against your God,
But with the Gospel now comply,
And * shall be your great re-

HYMN 114.—C. M.
Christ the Believer's Song.

HOU dear Redeemer, dying Lamb,
We love to hear of thee;
No music’s like thy charming name,
Nor half so sweet can be.

2 O may we ever hearthy voice,
In mercy to us speak;
And in our Priest will we rejoice,
The great Melchisedeck.

8 Our Jesus shall be still our theme,
While in this word we stay;

We'll sing our Jesus's lovely name,
When all things else decay.

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,
Where saints immortal reign,
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain

2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with’ring flow’rs;
Death like a narrow sea divides
This heav'nly land from ours,

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,

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