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2 "Sprinkled now with blood the throne;
Why beneath thy burdens groan?
On My pierced body laid,
Justice owns the ransom paid:
Bow the knce, and kiss the Son,
Come and welcome, sinner, come.
3 "Spread for thee, the festal board
See with richest dainties stored;
To thy Father's bosom prest,
Yet again a child confest,
Never from His house to roam:
Come and welcome, sinner, come.

4 "Soon the days of life shall end;
Lo I come, your Saviour, Friend,
Safe your spirits to convey
To the realms of endless day,
Up to My eternal home:

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2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes,
View His bloody sacrifice;

See, in Him, your sins forgiven,
Pardon, holiness, and heaven:
Glorify the King of kings,
Take the peace the gospel brings.

Rev Rowland Hill (1744-1833) 1774

410 The Heart breaking before the Cross.
I HEART of stone, relent, relent;
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued!
See His body mangled, rent,
Covered with a gore of blood;
Sinful soul, what hast thou done?
Crucified the Incarnate Son.

2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed,
Driven the nails that fixed Him there,
Crowned with thorns His sacred head,
Pierced Him with the cruel spear,
Made His soul a sacrifice,
While for sinful man He dies.

3 Wilt thou let Him bleed in vain?
Still to death thy Lord pursue?
Open all His wounds again,
And the shameful cross renew?
No; with all my sins I'll part;
Break, O break, my bleeding heart!

Rev. Charles Wesley. (1708-1788.) 1745. alt

SCOTLAND. 12, 11.

John Clarke. (1770-1818.) 1800.

1. THE voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain; For Adam's lost race, Christ hath

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Hallelujah to the Lamb, who hath purchased our pardon,

2 Ye souls that are wounded, O flee to the We'll praise Him again, when we pass over

Saviour;

He calls you in mercy, 'tis infinite favor;

Jordan.

Rev. Richard Burdsall. (1735-1824.) 1796. ab. and alt

Your sins are increased as high as a moun-412

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"O come to the merciful Saviour."

IO COME to the merciful Saviour that calls

you,

O come to the Lord who forgives and forgets;

Though dark be the fortune on earth that befalls you,

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There's a bright home above, where the sun never sets.

O come then to Jesus, whose arins are extended

To fold His dear children in closest embrace.

O come, for your exile will shortly be ended,

And Jesus will show you His beautiful face

3 Then come to the Saviour, whose mercy grows brighter

The longer you look at the depths of His love, And fear not, 'tis Jesus, and life's cares grow lighter

As you think of the home and the glory a bove.

Rev. Frederick William Faber. (1814-1863.) 1849. ab.

EXPOSTULATION. II.

Rev. Josiah Hopkins. (1786-1862.) 1830.

1. O TURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh?

Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, "come!"And angels are waiting to welcome you home

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2 Howvain the delusion, that, while you delay, 4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, Your hearts may grow better by staying away! To soothe your affliction or banish your pain? Come wretched, come starving, come just as To bear up your spirit when summoned to die, Or waft you to mansions of glory on high?

you be,

While streams of salvation are flowing so free.

3 And now Christ is ready your souls to re

ceive;

5

Why will you be starving, and feeding on air? There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; O how can you question, if you will believe? If still you are doubting, make trial and see, If sin is your burden, why will you not come? And prove that His mercy is boundless and 'Tis you He bids welcome; He bids you come

home.

free.

Rev. Josiah Hopkins. 1830.

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2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn,
Long hast borne the proud world's scorn,
Long hast roamed the barren waste,
Weary pilgrim, hither haste.

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain,
Seek for ease, but seek in vain;
Ye, by fiercer anguish torn,
In remorse for guilt who mourn;

Hither come, for here is found
Balm that flows for every wound,
Peace that ever shall endure,

Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

Mrs Anna Lætitia Barbauld. (1743-1825.) 1825. ab and

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He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of His own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures, why
Will ye cross His love, and die?

2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
God, your Saviour, asks you why;
God who did your souls retrieve,
Died Himself that ye might live:
Will you let Him die in vain?
Crucify your Lord again?
Why, ye ransomed sinners, why
Will you slight His grace, and die?
die?

3 Sinners, turn, why will ye
God, the Spirit, asks you why;
He, who all your lives hath strove,
Wooed you to embrace His love:
Will you not His grace receive?
Will you still refuse to live?
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why
Will ye grieve your God, and die?

Rev. Charles Wesley. (1708-1788.) 1745. ab.

Simeon Butler Marsh. (1798-) 1834

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The year of ju-bi- lec is come, The year of ju-bi- lce is come: Return, ye ranscmed sinners, home.

year of jubilee is come, The year of ju- bi- lee is come, Return,

417

"The Year of Jubilee is come."

2 Jesus, our great High-Priest,
Hath full atonement made;
Ye weary Spirits, rest,

Ye mournful souls, be glad :
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

3 Extol the Lamb of God,

The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption in His blood

Throughout the world proclaim:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

4 Ye slaves of sin and hell,

Your liberty receive,
And safe in Jesus dwell,

And blest in Jesus live:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

5 Ye, who have sold for naught
Your heritage above,

Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesus' love:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

6 The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of heavenly grace;
And, saved from earth, appear
Before your Saviour's face:
The year of jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Rev. Charles Wesley. (1708-1788.) 1750.

418

ус ran somed sinners, home.

"It is the Year of Jubilee."

I FAIR shines the morning star;
The silver trumpets sound,
Their notes re-echoing far,

While dawns the day around:
Joy to the slave; the slave is free,
It is the year of jubilee.

2 Prisoners of hope, in gloom
And silence left to die,
With Christ's unfolding tomb,
Your portals open fly:

Rise with your Lord; He sets you free,
It is the year of jubilee.

3 Ye, who have sold for naught
The land your fathers won,
Behold, how God hath wrought
Redemption through His Son:
Your heritage again is free,
It is the year of jubilee.

4 Ye, who yourselves have sold
For debts to justice due,
Ransomed, but not with gold,
He gave Himself for you:
The blood of Christ hath made you free,
It is the year of jubilee.

5 Captives of sin and shame,
O'er earth and ocean, hear
An angel's voice proclaim

The Lord's accepted year:
Let Jacob rise, be Israel free,
It is the year of jubilee.

James Montgomery. (1777-1854.) 1825

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