Here is love's offering to my King,
Which in glad sacrifice I bring:
Here is my heart.

2 Here is my heart! surely the gift, though poor,

My God will not despise;

Vainly and long I sought to make it pure,
To meet Thy searching eyes;
Corrupted first in Adam's fall,
The stains of sin pollute it all:
My guilty heart!

3 Here is my heart! my heart so hard before, Now by Thy grace made meet;

Yet bruised and wearied, it can only pour
Its anguish at Thy feet;

It groans beneath the weight of sin,
It sighs salvation's joy to win:
My mourning heart!

4 Here is my heart! in Christ its longings end, Near to His cross it draws;

It says: "Thou art my portion, O my Friend!
Thy blood my ransom was."

And in the Saviour it has found
What blessedness and peace abound:
My trusting heart!

5 Here is my heart! ah! Holy Spirit, come,
Its nature to renew,

And consecrate it wholly as Thy home,
A temple fair and true.

Teach it to love and serve Thee more,
To fear Thee, trust Thee, and adore:
My cleansed heart!

6 Here is my heart! it trembles to draw near The glory of Thy throne;

Give it the shining robe Thy servants wear,
Of righteousness Thine own;
Its pride and folly chase away,
And all its vanity, I pray :
My humbled heart!

7 Here is my heart! teach it, O Lord! to cling In gladness unto Thee;

And in the day of sorrow still to sing,
Welcome, my God's decree :"

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Believing, all its journey through,

That Thou art wise, and just, and true:
My waiting heart!

8 Here is my heart! O Friend of friends! be near,

To make each tempter fly;

And when my latest foe I wait with fear,
Give me the victory!

Gladly on Thy love reposing,

Let me say, when life is closing:

"Here is my heart!

GERMAN.

IV. THE GOSPEL CALL.

AWAKENING AND INVITING.

45.

III. 1.

HEN thy mortal life is fled,

When the death shades o'er thee spread,

When is finished thy career,

Sinner, where wilt thou appear?

2 When the world has passed away,
When draws near the judgment-day,
When the awful trump shall sound,
Say, oh! where wilt thou be found?

3 When the Judge descends in light,
Clothed in majesty and might,
When the wicked quail with fear,
Where, oh! where, wilt thou appear ?

4 What shall soothe thy bursting heart,
When the saints and thou must part?
When the good with joy are crowned,
Sinner, where, wilt thou be found?

5 While the Holy Ghost is nigh,
Quickly to the Saviour fly;

Then shall peace thy spirit cheer;
Then in heaven shalt thou appear.

S. F. SMITHI.

46.

HARK!
[ARK! an awful voice is sounding,
"Christ is nigh!" it seems to say;
66 Cast away the dreams of darkness,
O ye children of the day!"

2 Startled at the solemn warning,
Let the earth-bound soul arise;
Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling,
Shines upon the morning skies.

III. 3.

3 Lo! the Lamb so long expected,
Comes with pardon down from heaven;
Let us haste with tears of sorrow,

One and all to be forgiven.

4 So when next He comes with glory,
Wrapping all the earth in fear;
May He then, as our defender,
On the clouds of heaven appear.

CASWALL, TR.

INNER, oh! why so thoughtless grown?
Why in such fearful haste to die?
Why speed thy flight to worlds unknown,
Regardless of thy destiny?

2 Wilt thou defy the wrath of God, Led on by sin's delusive dreams? Madly despise the Saviour's blood,

And force thy passage to the flames?

3 Sinner, oh! lift thy thoughts above,
And hear the Lord of life unfold
The glories of His dying love-
Forever telling, yet untold!

48.

WATTS.

C. M.

JAIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear,
Repent! thy end is nigh;

Death, at the farthest, can't be far-
Oh! think before thou die !

2 Reflect thou hast a soul to save;

Thy sins, how high they mount!
What are thy hopes beyond the grave?
How stands that dread account?

3 Death enters, and there's no defense,
His time there's none can tell;
He'll in a moment call thee hence,
To heaven-or to hell!

4 Thy flesh, perhaps thy chiefest care,
Shall crawling worms consume:
But ah! destruction stops not there-
Sin kills beyond the tomb.

5 To-day the Gospel calls, to-day,

Sinner, it speaks to you:

Let every one forsake his way,
And mercy will ensue.

HART.