3 His soul shall live secure on earth, With secret blessings on his head, When drought, and pestilence, and dearth Around him multiply their dead. 4 Or if he languish on his couch, God will pronounce his sins forgiven; Will save him with a healing touch, Or take his willing soul to heaven. Watts. 270. Christ in his Members. C. M. 1 Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace! How shall I count the matchless sum? 2 High on a throne of radiant light When all the worlds are thine? 3 But thou hast brethren here below, And wilt confess their humble names 4 In them thou mayst be cloth'd and fed, And visited and cheer'd, And in their accents of distress My Saviour's voice is heard, 5 Thy face with rev'rence and with love I in thy poor would see; O rather let me beg my bread, Than hold it back from thee. Doddridge. 271. Beholding Transgressors. L.M. 1 See human nature sunk in shame; See scandals pour'd on Jesus' name; The Father wounded through the Son; The world abused, the soul undone. 2 See the short course of vain delight, Closing in everlasting night; In flames that no abatement know, Kindled by sin, the source of wo. 3 My God, I feel the mournful scene; My bowels yearn o'er dying men; And fain my pity would reclaim, And snatch the fire-brands from the flame. 4 But feeble my compassion proves, And can but weep where most it loves; Thy own all-saving arm employ, And turn these drops of grief to joy. 272. Doddridge. Come." Rev. 22:17. S. M. 1 The Spirit, in our hearts, Is whisp'ring, "Sinner, come; The bride, the church of Christ, proclaims 2 Let him that heareth, say, To all about him, "Come!" Let him that thirsts for righteousness, 3 Yes, whosoever will, Oh let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life; 4 Lo! Jesus, who invites, Declares, I quickly come : Lord, even so, I wait thy hour; Epis. Col 273. Ministering to the Saints. L. M. 1 Preserve me, Lord, in time of need; 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd These are the choicest friends I know. 4 Let others choose the sons of mirth, Whose thoughts and language are divine. Watts. 274. "Ye are the Light of the World." 8, 6. 1 "Light of the world," in mercy given, While groping millions, stumbling, fall, 2 Streams from the upper fountain flow, Turn not those streams away. 3 The healing pool of Gospel grace And all may wash who choose; S. Woodbridge. 275. Laboring for the Souls of Men. L. M. 1 Go forth, ye heralds, in my name, Where'er the human race is found; The glorious jubilee proclaim, Sweetly the gospel-trumpet sound. 2 The joyful news to all impart, And teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up each broken heart, And "wipe the tear from sorrow's eyes." 3 Be wise as serpents where you go, And harmless as the peaceful dove; Thus shall your heaven-taught conduct show You are commissioned from above. 4 Freely from me ye have received, Freely, in love, to others give; So shall your doctrines be believ'd, And, through your labors, sinners live! 276. Spiritual Harvest. 8, 7. 1 He that goeth forth with weeping, Bearing still the precious seed, Never tiring, never sleeping, All his labor shall succeed. Then the sun of mercy shine; Precious fruits will then be given, |