Our sins, though like crimson, made white as the wool,

No lack in the fountain, but always is full.

2 All things are now ready, he invites us to

come,

The supper is made by the Father and Son; Rich bounties, rich dainties, here we may receive,

A living for ever, if we will believe.

3 The guests which were bidden refused the For they were not ready nor willing at all, [call, To be stripped of their honour, and part with their store, [poor. For a feast that was given and made for the

4 If they are not ready and wish to delay, My house shall be filled, the Father doth say; The highways and hedges, the halt and the blind, [mine. Shall come and be welcome, the supper is

5 He decks us with jewels, and rings of rich kind,

A garment not woven, but richly refined; Redeemed by Jesus, made heirs with their King,

A plan of the Father in glory to sing.

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Grateful Recollections.

1 COME, thou fount of every blessing,
Tune our hearts to sing thy grace!
Streams of mercy never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

2 Teach us some melodious sonnet,
Sung by flaming tongues above;
Raise the mount, O fix us on it,
Mount of God's unchanging love.

3 Here we raise our Ebenezer,

Hither by thy grace we're come;
And we hope by thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.

4 Jesus sought us when as strangers,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He to save our souls from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.

5 Oh! to grace how great a debtor,
Daily we're constrained to be;
Let thy grace, Lord, like a fetter,
Bind our wandering souls to thee.
6 Prone to wander, Lord, we feel it,
Prone to leave the God of love;
Here's the heart, Lord, take and seal it,
Seal it for thy courts above.

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Expostulation.

1 NOW the Saviour stands a pleading,
At the sinner's bolted heart;
Now in heaven he's interceding,
Undertaking sinners' part.

CHORUS.

Sinners, can you hate this Saviour?
Will you thrust him from your arms?
Once he died for your behaviour,
Now he calls you to his charms.

2 O be wise before you languish
On the bed of dying strife!
Endless joy, or dreadful anguish,
Turn upon th' events of life.

3 Now he's waiting to be gracious,
Now he stands and looks on thee;
See what kindness, love and pity,
Shines around on you and me.

4 Open now your hearts before him,
Bid the Saviour welcome in ;
Now receive, and O adore him!
Take a full discharge from sin.

5 Come, for all things now are ready,
Yet there's room for many more;
O ye blind, ye lame and needy,
Come to wisdom's boundless store.

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The Bible.

1 PRECIOUS Bible! what a treasure
Does the word of God afford;
All we want for life or pleasure,

Food and medicine, shield and sword.
Let the world account us poor,
Having this, we need no more.

2 Food to which the world's a stranger,
Here the hungry soul enjoys;
Of excess there is no danger,
Though it fills, it never cloys.
On a living Christ we feed,
He is meat and drink indeed!

3 When our souls are faint and sickly,
Or when Satan wounds our minds,
Cordials to revive us quickly,
Healing med'cines here we find.
To the promises we flee,

Each affords a remedy.

4 Shall we envy then the miser,
Doating on his golden store?
Sure we are, or should be wiser,
We are rich, 'tis he is poor.

Jesus gives us in his word,

Food and med'cine, shield and sword.

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ANONYMOUS.

The Good Physician.

1 HOW lost was our condition,
Till Jesus made us whole!
There is but one Physician
Can cure the sin-sick soul.
Next door to death he found us,

And snatched us from the grave,
To tell to all around us

His wondrous power to save.

2 The worst of all diseases

I light compared to sin;

On every part it seizes,
But rages most within.

'Tis palsy, plague, and fever,
And madness, all combin'd:
And none but a believer
The least relief can find.
3 0 then this great Physician,
(How matchless is his grace!
Accepted our petition,

And undertook our case.
First gave us sight to view him,
For sin our eyes had scaled;
Then bade us look unto him;
We looked, and we were healed.

4 A risen living Jesus,

Seen by an eye of faith,

At once from danger frees us,
And saves the soul from death.
Come then to this Physician,
His help he'll freely give;
He makes no hard condition,
'Tis only look and live.

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Strength from Heaven.

1 BY whom was David taught To aim the dreadful blow, When he Goliah fought,

And laid the Gittite low?

No sword or spear the stripling took,
But chose a pebble from the brook.
2 'Twas Israel's God and King
Who sent him to the fight,
Who gave him strength to sling
And skill to aim aright.

Ye feeble saints, your strength endures,
Because young David's God is yours.

Who ordered Gideon forth,

To storm the invader's camp,

With arms of little worth,

A pitcher and a lamp?

The trumpet made his coming known,
And all the host was overthrown.

4 Oh! we have seen the day,

When with a single word,

(God helping us to say,

Our trust is in the Lord,)

Our souls have quelled a thousand foes,
Fearless of all that could oppose.

5 But unbelief, self-will,

Self-righteousness and pride, How often do they steal

Our weapons from our side!

Yet David's Lord, and Gideon's friend,
Will help his servants to the end.

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C. M. ANONYMOUS.

In me ye shall have peace..

1 YE saints, attend the Saviour's voice,
Spoke in his word of grace;
He says, and in it O rejoice!
In me ye shall have peace.

2 Tho' storms and tempests round you roar, And foes and fears increase;

He says, and what could he say more?
In me ye shall have peace.

3 What though affliction still abound,
Nor do temptations cease;

He says, and O how sweet the sound!
In me ye shall have peace.

4 What though your hearts with sorrow bleed, And sighs and tears increase;

He says, and O 'tis true indeed!

In me ye shall have peace.

5 Though you shall pass through death's cold To gain your wished release;

He says, and sure he'll make it good;

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In me ye shall have peace..

10s & 11s. ANONYMOUS.

We will trust and not be afraid.

[flood,

1 BEGONE, unbelief, our Saviour is near, And for our relief will surely appear:

By prayer let us wrestle, and he will perform; With Christ in the vessel, we smile at the storm. 2 Tho' dark be our way, since he is our guide, 'Tis ours to obey, 'tis his to provide;

Tho' cisterns be broken, and creatures all fall, The word he hath spoken will surely prevail.