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The Weary Traveller. OME all ye weary travellers, J. Now let us join and sing, The everlasting praises, Of Jesus our great King. We’ve had a tedious journey, And tiresome 'tis true ; But see how many dangers, The Lord has brought us through.
2 At first when Jesus found us,
He called us unto him,
And pointed out the danger,
The world, the flesh and Satan,
Unless we did reject them
3 But by our discbedience, With sorrow we confess, We have had long to wander In a dark wilderness, Where we might long huve fainted, in that enchanted ground, * But now and then h cluster Of pieasant grapes we found.
4 The pleasant fruits of Canaan,
Give life and joy and paace,
Revive our drooping spirits,
"To own our Lord and Master,
And hasten on our journey
5 In faith,and hope, and patience,
We often do rejoice,
And Jesus and his people,
In peace and consolation,
The pleasant road to Canaan,
9 Sinners why stand ye idle,
While we thus march along,
Has Jesus never told you
We're sorry thus to leave you,
Come try a bleeding Saviour,
7 Now to the King immortal,
Be everlasting praise,
For in his holy service,
Till we arrive at Canaan,
With everlasting wonder,
Servants of God always safe. OW are thy servants bless'd, O How sure is their defence: [Lord, Eternal wisdom is their guide, Their help Omnipotence, 3
2 In foreign realms, and lands remote,
3 When by the dreadful tempest borne;
4 The storm is laid—the winds retire,
5 In midst of dangers, fears and death,
6 our life, while thou preserv'st that life.
FOUNTAIN in Jesus which runs
For washing and cleansing such sinners as we ?
Our sins, though like crimson, made white as the wool,
No lackoo fountain, but always is sull.
2 All things now are ready, he invites us to come,
The supper is made by the Father and Son;
Rich bounties, rich dainties, here we may receive,
A living forever, if we will believe.
3 The guests which were bidden, refused
For they were not ready nor willing at all
To be stripp'd of their honor, and part with their store,
For a feast that was given and made for the poor.
4 If they are not ready, and wish to delay, My house shall be filled the Father doth
say : The highways and hedges, the halt and the blind, Shall come and be welcome, the supper is mine.
5 He decks us with jewels, and rings of rich kind; A garment unt woven, but richly refin'd;