2 For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart,
Here streams of bounty flow;

And life, and health, and bliss impart
To banish mortal wo.

3 There springs of sacred pleasure rise
To ease your ev'ry pain;
Immortal fountain! full supplies!
Nor shall you thirst in vain.

4 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice,
The gracious call obey;

Mercy invites to heavenly joys,
And can you yet delay ?

5 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts;
To thee let sinners fly,

And take the bliss thy love imparts,

And drink, and never die.

The Gospel Feast. Luke xiv. 17, 18, 21, 23. NOME, sinners, to the gospel feast, 2 vry soul be Jesus' guest;

Ye need not one be left behind,

For God hath bidden all mankind.

2 "Have me excus'd!" why will you say? From health, and life, and liberty; From all that is in Jesus given, From pardon, holiness, and heaven. 3 Come then, ye souls, by sin oppress'd, Ye weary wand'rers after rest,

Ye

poor and maimed, halt and blind, In Christ a hearty welcome find. 4 See him set forth before your eyes! Behold the bleeding sacrifice!

His boundless love doth all embrace, We freely now are sav'd by grace. 5 Ye, who believe his record true, Shall sup with him, and he with you; Come to the feast, you're sav'd from sin, And Jesus waits to take you in.

HYMN 433. Elevens and Nines Metre.

An Heir of Salvation born.

AWAY with our fears! the glad morning appears

When an heir of salvation was born;

From Jehovah I came, his glory I am,
And to him I with singing return.

2 Thou, Jesus, alone, art the Fountain I own
Of my life and felicity here,

I cheerfully sing my Redeemer and King
Till his sign in the heavens appear.

3 0, th' infinite cares, and temptations and snares
That thy hand hath conducted me through!
O, the blessings bestow'd by a bountiful God,
And the mercies eternally new!

4 What mercy is this! what a heaven of bliss!
How unspeakably happy am I!

Brought into the fold, with thy people enroll'd,
With thy people to live and to die.

5 O the goodness of God, employing a clod,
We his tribute of glory will raise!

His standard to bear, and his triumph declare,
His unspeakable riches of grace.

6 All honour and praise to the fountain of grace,
To the Spirit and Son I return!
The business pursue, he hath made me to do,
And rejoice that I ever was born.

7 In raptures of joy all my life I'll employ
And the God of my life will proclaim;
I'm living for this, to administer bliss
And salvation in Jesus's name.

8 My remnant of days I will spend in his praise
Who was sent the whole world to redeem ;
My days are his due, be they many or few,
And they all are devoted to him.

Christ's Nativity. Luke ii. 8-20.

AS shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep,

Promisc'ously seated, estranged from sleep, An angel from heaven presented to view,

And thus he accosted the wondering few:

Dispel all your sorrows, and banish your fears, For Jesus, your Saviour, in Jewry appears.

2 Though Adam, the first in rebellion was found, Forbidden to tarry on hallowed ground;

Yet Adam the second appears to retrieve The loss you sustain'd by the devil and Eve. Then, shepherds, be tranquil, this instant arise, Go visit your Saviour, and see where he lies. 3 A token I leave you, whereby you may find This heav'nly Stranger, this Friend to mankind : A manger's his cradle, a stall his abode,

The oxen are near him, and gaze on the Babe, Then, shepherds, be humble, be meek and lie low, For Jesus your Saviour's abundantly so."

4 This wonderous story scarce cool'd on the ear, When thousands of angels in glory appear;

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They join in loud concert, and this was the theme, "All glory to God, and good will towards men." Then, shepherds, strike in, join your voice to the choir, And catch a few sparks of celestial fire.

"Hosanna!" the angels in ecstacy cry;
"Hosanna!" the wondering shepherds reply;

Salvation, redemption, are centred in one!

All glory to God for the birth of his Son;
Then, shepherds, adieu, we commend you to God,
Go visit the Son in his humble abode."

6 To Bethlehem city the shepherds repair'd,
For full confirmation of what they had heard;
They enter'd the stable with aspect so mild,
And there they beheld both the mother and child.
Then make proclamation, divulge it abroad,
That gentle and simple may hear of the Lord.

The Bounties of Providence.

NATHER of all! whose powerful voice

Whose mercies over all rejoice;
Through endless ages still the same.

2 Thou, by the word, upholdest all;
Thy bounteous love to all is show'd;
Thou hear'st thine ev'ry creature's call,
And fillest every mouth with good.

3 In heaven thou reign'st enthron'd in light,
Nature's expanse beneath thee spread;
Earth, air, and sea before thy sight,
And hell's deep gloom, are open laid.

4 Wisdom, and might, and love are thine;
Prostrate before thy face we fall,
Confess thine attributes divine,
And hail thee sov'reign Lord of all.

5 Thee, sov'reign, Lord, let all confess,
That move on earth, or sea, or sky;
Revere thy power, thy goodness bless,
And bow before thy piercing eye.

6 All ye who owe to him your breath,
In.praise your every hour employ;
Jehovah reigns, be glad, O earth!
And shout, ye morning stars, for joy!

HYMN 436. L. P. M.

The Opening of the Seven Seals. Rev. v.

5, 6, 7.

HRIST'S birth and circumcision too,
His fasting and temptation show,

His agony and bloody sweat,

His wounded heart and torments great,

His blood, his death, and all shall
The fulness of the Godhead-love.

prove

2 'Tis he who groans, and cries aloud,
And weeps and sighs, and hangs in blood;
'Tis as his soul was put to pain,

And as he was most sharply slain,
That he is worthy to unsea!

The book of God, and all reveal.

3 Under this form we hear him preach,
And by his wounds his brethren teach,
That God is Love, to favour'd man,
And was, ere worlds or time began;
His being, name, and nature, Love:
This calls us up to worlds above.

4 Our nature's curse, our sin and pride,
Are all destroy'd, and all beside

That renders it unmeet for God;

The Lamb hath purg'd us by his blood:
Our happiness he always wills,
And in us all his joy fulfils.

JAMES RELLY.

HYMN 437. Eight, Eight, and Six Metre.

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After Preaching.

TO Jesus, lifted up on high,

As doves unto their windows fly,
We speed for life and peace:
His blood, how pow'rfully it draws!
Now it hath quite remov'd the cause
Of sorrow and distress.

2 As members to their head must join,
And branches grow in their own vine,
So are we in the Lamb:

Ours all his beauty, life and fruit,

On him we grow, our Head and Root,

And hail the sacred name. JAMES RELLY.