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Him now as weak as they could be;
With hellish triumph greet him thus,
Art thou become like one of us?

6 More dreadful still must heathens greet
Christians, in name, whom there they meet;
Sunk lower than themselves in woe,
Though once to heav'n exalted so, S
70 were it not for grace divine,

This case so dreadful had been mine!
Hell gap'd for me, but, LORD, thy hand
Snatch'd from the fire the kindling brand. *
8 And now, tho' wrath was my desert,
I hope to share a better part;

But heav'n must wonder, sure to see
A sinner enter, vile as me.

9 O Grace! rich grace, delightful theme!
All heav'n shall echo with the same
While angels greet a sinner thus-

Art thou become like one of us? (DR. RYLAND.

581 L. M. (1st P.) Sheffield 39. Paul's 246.

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1 SINNER, O why so thoughtless grown?
Why in such dreadful haste to die i
Daring to leap to worlds unknown,
Heedless against thy God to fly ?
2 Wilt thou despise eternal fate,
Urg'd on by sin's fantastic dreams?
Madly attempt th' infernal gate,
And force thy passage to the flames?
3 Stay, sinner! on the Gospel plains
Behold the God of love unfold <42
The glories of his dying pains,
For ever telling, yet untold,

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4 Alas! alas how many fly

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The sound that bids my soul rejoice, a dok
And rather choose with fools to die, bosge O
Than turn an ear to mercy's voice.
5 With such I own I once appear'd, oly
But now I know how great their loss;
For sweeter sounds were never heard
Than mercy utters from the cross.nl danT

581 (2d P.) L. M. Richmond 115.

Fleeing from the Wrath to come, by flying to Christ
A&L Escape for thy life, Gen. xix, 358) 136
1 HASTE, traveller, haste the night comes on,
And many a shining hour is gone;

The storm is gathering in the West,
And thou far off from home and restles श

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Haste, traveller, haste.

20 far from home thy footsteps stray,
CHRIST is the life, and CHRIST the way; h
And CHRIST the light, thy setting sun,
Sinks ere thy morning is begun.za Otell

dialidad de sten Haste, traveller, haste. 3 Awake, awake! pursue thy way und ba? With steady course while yet tis day While thou art sleeping on the ground, Danger and darkness gather round.

Haste, traveller, haste.

4 The rising tempest sweeps the sky
The rains descend, the winds are high;
The waters swell, and death and fear

Beset thy path, nor refuge near.oni olin ▼

Haste, traveller, haste. 5 O yes, a shelter you may gain; iqh8 2 A covert from the wind and rain; Ito ba A A hiding place, a rest, a home, 1.ba, did A refuge from the wrath to come, obiw ol Haste, traveller, haste

6 Then linger not in all the plain,
Flee for thy life, the mountain gain;
Look not behind, make no delay,
O speed thee-speed thee on thy way.

olga Haste, traveller, haste.

7 Poor, lost, benighted soul!art thou
Willing to find salvation now?åd wood darl
There yet is hope, hear mercy's call,
Truth, life, light, way, in CHRIST is all

Haste to him, haste.
DR. COLLYER.

581 (3d P.) L. M. Stirling 317, Gould's 272. Fleeing from the Wrath to come, Matt. iii. 7.

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O fields of fire, or thrones of day,

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Each hour accelerates our way;
But who among us ?+Conscience-tell, 1
Shall with devouring burnings dwell?

2 JESUS, I hasten from the pit,
And fall a suppliant at thy feet;
Well I deserve the dreadful flame,
But O my refuge is thy name!

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3 For sinners, LORD, thou cam'st to bleed, And I'm a sinner, vile indeed;

Yet saving grace is rich and free

O magnify that grace in me.

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582 L. M. Green's Hundred 89. Wareham 117.

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The Rich Man and Lazarus, Luke xvi. 25.
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God's dearest children bath'd in tears!
While they, who heav'n itself deride, **
Riot in luxury and pride.

2 But patient let my soul attend,
And ere I censure, view the end;

That end, how different! who can tell
The wide extremes of heav'n and hell? :

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*oland• Or read, ' Each winged hour we haste away.

3 See, the red flames around him twine ai Ji
Who did in gold and purple shine:
Nor can his tongue one drop obtain
Tallay the scorching of his pain.

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4 While round the saint, so poor below, Full rivers of salvation flow;

On Abraham's breast he leans his head,
And banquets on celestial bread. as

5 JESUS, my Saviour! let me share

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The meanest of thy servants' faregas S May I approach at last to taste:

The blessings of thy marriage-feast.1997.2

DR. DODDRIDge.

583 c. M. Otford 106. Follet 181. Evans's 110. The Joys of Heaven.

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1 COME, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue:

And let the joys of heav'n impart
Their influence to our song.
2 Sorrow and pain, and every care,
And discord there shall cease;
And perfect joy, and love sincere,
Adorn the realms of

peace.
3 The soul, from sin for ever free,
Shall mourn its pow'r no more
But, cloth'd in spotless purity,
Redeeming love adore.

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4 There on a throne (how dazzling bright!), Th' exalted Saviour shines;

And beams ineffable delight

On all the heav'nly minds...

5. There shall the followers of the Lamb
Join in immortal songs;.

And endless honours to his name
Employ their tuneful tongues.

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6 LORD! tune our hearts to praise and love, Our feeble notes inspire;

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Till, in thy blissful courts abovet boot,18 We join the angelic choir, blogen bibsTEELE.

584 C. M. Cambi New 74. Staughton 264, WoThe Promised Land.

1ON Jordan's rugged banks I stand, is lo And dast a wishful eyed assad

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To Canaan's fair and happy land, pond ha Where my possessions lied 20 the transporting rapt'rous scene only That rises to my sight! is dosongs Lynidi Sweet fields array'd in living green, old a And rivers of delight!

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3 There generous fruits, that never fail, On trees immortal grow:

There rocks, and hills, and brooks, and vales, With milk and honey flow.

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his bosom rest?!

7 Fill'd with delight, my raptur'd sould
Can here no longer stay;

Tho' Jordan's waves around me roll,
Fearless I'd launch away.

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