7 Then let us in his praises join, Open'd in each believer; HYMN 2. 4 lines 8s. EAR the royal proclamation, CHORUS. Lo! he reigns, he reigns victorious; Jesus reigns. 2 See the royal banner flying, Hear the heralds loudly crying, "Rebel sinners, royal favor Now is offer'd by the Saviour." Lo! he reigns, &c. 3 Ho! ye sons of wrath and ruin, Who have wrought your own undoing, Offer'd to the whole creation. Lo! he reigns, &c. 4 Here are wine, and milk, and honey, Come, and purchase without money; Mercy, like a flowing fountain, Lo! he reigns, &c. 5 For this love let rocks and mountains, Imandra. Lo! he reigns, &c. HYMN 3. 4 lines 11s. TURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh! Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says come, And angels are waiting to welcome you home. 2 How vain the delusion, that while you delay, Your hearts may grow better by staying away, Come wretched, come starving, come just as you be, While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 5 Why will you be starving and feeding on air? 6 Come, give us your hand, and the Saviour your heart; And trusting in heaven, we never shall part, O how can we leave you? why will you not come? We'll journey together, and soon be at home. HYMN 4. C. M. CM thousand thoughts revolve; HOME, trembling sinner, in whose breast Come, with your guilt and fear oppress'd, 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sins 3 "Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 4 "I'll to my gracious King approach, 5 "Perhaps he may admit my plea, 6 "I can but perish if I go, B HYMN 5. C. M. EHOLD the wretch whose lust and wine He begs a share among the swine, To taste the husks they eat! 2 "I die with hunger here," he cries, My father's house has large supplies, 3 "I'll go, and with a mournful tongue Father, I've done thy justice wrong, 4 He said, and hasten'd to his home, 5 He ran, and fell upon his neck, The rebel's heart with sorrow breaks 6 "Take off his clothes of shame and sin," "A day of feasting I ordain, Let joy and mirth abound; My son was dead, and lives again; HYMN 6. 4 lines 7s. EOPLE of the living God, PEOPL I have sought the world around; Peace and comfort never found. 2 Now to you my spirit turns, Like the cloud, the wind, the wave: 4 Tell me not of gain or loss, Ease, enjoyment, pomp or pow'r: Harvest Home. HYMN 7. L. M. HOUGH in the outward church below, The wheat and tares together grow; Angels, ere long, will reap the crop, And burn the tares in anger up. CHORUS. For soon the reaping time will come, |