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OH what amazing words of grace
Are in the gospel found;

Suited to every sinner's case,
Who knows the joyful sound.

2 Poor, sinful, thirsty, fainting souls
Are freely welcome here;
Salvation like a river rolls,
Abundant, free and clear.

C. M.

3 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds,
Your every burden bring;
Here love, unchanging love, abounds;
A deep celestial spring.

4 This spring with living water flows,
And living joy imparts:

Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose,
And drink with thankful hearts.

5 Millions of sinners, vile as you,

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Have here found life and peace;
Come, thirsty souls, and prove it true,
And drink, adore, and bless.

Sinners invited to Jesus.

COME ye sinners, poor and wretched,

Weak and wounded, sick and sore;

Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and pow'r:
He is able, &c.

He is willing, doubt no more.

P. M.

2 Ho! ye needy, come and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify;
True belief, and true repentance,
Ev'ry grace that brings you nigh:
Without money

Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

3 Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness soundly dream;
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him:
This he gives you,

'Tis the Spirit's rising beam.

4 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude;

None but Jesus

Can do helpless sinners good.

5 Saints and angels, join'd in concert,
Sing the praises of the Lamb;
While the blissful seats of heaven
Sweetly echo with his name,
Hallelujah!

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Sinners here may do the same.

Invitation to the Gospel Feast.

E wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Behold a royal feast!

C. M.

Where mercy spreads her bounteous store
For ev'ry welcome guest.

2 See Jesus stands with open arms;
He calls, he bids you come;
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms;
But see, there yet is room.

3 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart,
Where love and pity meet:
Nor will he bid the soul depart
That trembles at his feet.

4 In him the Father reconcil'd
Invites your souls to come;
The rebel shall be call'd a child,
And kindly welcom'd home.

5 O come, and with his children taste
The blessings of his love;

While hope attends the sweet repast
Of nobler joys above.

6 There, with united heart and voice
Before th' eternal throne,

Ten thousand, thousand souls rejoice,
In extacies unknown.

7 And yet ten thousand, thousand more
Are welcome still to come;

Ye longing souls the grace adore;
Approach, there yet is room!

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Seeking the assistance of the Spirit.

NOW may the Spirit's holy fire,
Descending from above,

His waiting family inspire

With joy, and peace, and love.

2 Wake heav'nly wind, arise and come,
Blow on the drooping field;
Our spices then shall breathe perfume,
And fragrant incense yield.

3 Touch with a living coal, the lip
That shall proclaim thy word,
And bid each waiting hearer keep
Attention to the Lord.

4 Furnish us all with light and pow'rs To walk in wisdom's ways;

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So shall the benefit be ours,
And thou shalt have the praise.

Iefluence of the Spirit implored.

ETER

TERNAL Spirit, source of light,
Enliv'ning, consecrating fire,

Descend, and with celestial heat
Our dull, our frozen hearts inspire;
Our souls refine, our dross consume;
Come, condescending Spirit, come.

C. M.

P. M.

2 In our cold breasts, O strike a spark
Of the pure flame which seraphs feel;
Nor let us wander in the dark,
Or lie benumb'd and stupid still;
Come, vivifying Spirit, come,

And make our hearts thy constant home!

3 Let pure devotion's fervours, rise; Let ev'ry pious passion glow!

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O let the raptures of the skies
Kindle in our cold hearts below!
Come, condescending Spirit, come,
And make our souls thy constant home!

To the Holy Ghost.

COME, Holy Spirit, come;

Let thy bright beams arise:

Dispel the sorrow from our minds,
The darkness from our eyes.

2 Cheer our desponding hearts
With visitations sweet

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Give us to lie, with humble hope,
At our Redeemer's feet.

Revive our drooping faith,

Our doubts and fears remove;
And kindle in our breasts the flame
Of never-dying love.

Convince us of our sin,
Then lead to Jesu's blood;

S. M

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