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106. Sinners entreated. C. M.

1 Sinners, the voice of God regard! His mercy speaks to-day;

He calls you, by his sovereign word,
From sin's destructive way.

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, You live devoid of peace;

A thousand stings within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell; Why will you persevere ?

Can you in endless torments dwell,
Shut up in black despair?

4 Why will you in the crooked ways
Of sin and folly go?

In pain you travail all your days,
reap immortal wo!

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5 But he who turns to God shall live,

Through his abounding grace:

His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those who seek his face.

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing every sin;

Submit to him, your sovereign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

7 His love exceeds your highest thoughts;
He pardons like a God

He will forgive your numerous faults,
Through a Redeemer's blood.

Fawcett.

107. "Weighed in the balance." L. M. - 1 Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye, Behold the Judgment drawing nigh: Behold, the balance is display'd, And thou must be exactly weigh'd.

2 See in one scale God's holy law;
Mark with what force its precepts draw;
Canst thou the awful test sustain?
Thy works how light! thy thoughts how vain!
3 Behold the hand of God appears,
And writes in dreadful characters,
"Tekel!" thy soul is wanting found;
With trembling hear the awful sound.
4 Let fear thy sin-bound heart embrace;
Let guilty shame o'erspread thy face;
Conviction through thy conscience roll,
And deep repentance fill thy soul.
5 One only hope can yet prevail :

Jesus for thee can turn the scale;
Can give thy guilty conscience peace;
And save thee by his righteousness. Doddridge.

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108. Sinner, Prepare to meet God. 7's.

1 Sinner, art thou still secure?
Wilt thou still refuse to pray?
Can thy heart or hand endure
In the Lord's avenging day?
2 See, his mighty arm is bared,
Awful terrors clothe his brow!
For his judgment stand prepar'd-
Thou must either break or bow.
3 At his presence nature shakes,
Earth, affrighted, hastes to flee;
Solid mountains melt like wax;
What will then become of thee?
4 Who his advent may abide?
You, who glory in your shame,
Will you find a place to hide

When the world is wrapp'd in flame?
5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace,
Soon we must resign our breath;
And our souls be call'd to pass
Through the iron gate of death.
6 Let us now our day improve,
Listen to the Gospel voice;
Seek the things that are above;
Scorn the world's pretended joys.

Newton

109. The Alarm. 7 6.

1 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think,
Before you further go;

Will you sport upon the brink
Of everlasting wo?

On the verge of ruin stop—
Now the friendly warning take:
Stay your footsteps—ere you drop
Into the burning lake.

2 Say, have you an arm like God,
That you his will oppose?

Fear ye not that iron rod

With which he breaks his foes?
Can you stand in that dread day
When he judgment shall proclaim,
When the earth shall melt away
Like wax before the flame?

3 Ghastly death will quickly come
And drag you to his bar;
Then to hear your awful doom
Will fill you with despair!

Sinners then in vain will call

Those who now despise his grace— "Rocks and mountains on us fall,

And hide us from his face."

Newton.

110. The Judgment. S. M.

1 And will the Judge descend?
And must the dead arise?
And not a single soul escape
His all-discerning eyes?

2 And from his righteous lips

Shall this dread sentence sound;
And through the numerous guilty throng
Spread black despair around:

3 "Depart from me, accurs'd,
"To everlasting flame,
"For rebel angels first prepar'd,
"Where mercy never came."

4 How will my heart endure
The terrors of that day,

When earth and heaven, before his face,
Astonish'd shrink away!

5 But ere that trumpet shakes
The mansions of the dead;
Hark! from the Gospel's cheering sound
What joyful tidings spread!

6 Ye sinners, seek his grace,
Whose wrath ye cannot bear;
Fly to the shelter of his cross,
And find salvation there.

Doddridge.

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