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Can you stand in that dread day
Which his justice shall proclaim,
Like wax before the flame ?
3 Ghastly death will quickly come,
And drag you to his bar ;
you with despair.
crowd ; You shall mark their crimson dye; Each for vengeance crying loud ;
And what can you reply?
4 Though your heart were made of steel,
Your forehead lined with brass : God at length will make you feel,
He will not let you pass. Sinners then in vain will call,
Those who now despise his grace, “ Rocks and mountains on us fall,
And hide us from his face.”
His Godhead from his throne :
2 “ Ye dying souls that sit
In darkness and distress, Look from the borders of the pit
To my recovering grace.”
3 Sinners shall hear the sound;
Their thankful tongues shall own, “Our righteousness and strength is found
In thee, the Lord, alone."
SINNERS, turn, why will
4 In thee shall Israel trust,
And see their guilt forgiven ;
And take the saints to heaven. 149 EXPOSTULATION WITH SINNERS.
with himself to live,
Will ye cross his love and die ?
Saviour asks you why;
Will ye slight his grace and die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die ?
God the Spirit asks you why;
still refuse to live? Why will ye for ever die,
O ye guilty sinners, why? 150
Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ;
2 Yes, our sins have done the deed,
Driven the nails that fixed him there;
3 Will you let him die in vain,
Still' to death pursue the Lord ?
SINNERS INVITED. 8s, 78. & 48. SINNERS, we are sent to bid you
To the gospel-feast to-day ; Will you slight the invitation ? Will you, can you yet delay?
Jesus calls you;
Bread to strengthen, wine to cheer:
Guests in heaven,
To your Saviour's bosom fly:
Pardon, Saviour !" Hear the sinking sinner cry. 4 Even now the Holy Spirit
Moves upon some melting heart,
Pleads a bleeding Saviour's merit;
your God depart?
Were they more than tongue could tell ?
Treasure ! pleasure !
6 Fly, 0! iy ye to the mountain,
Linger not in all the plain ;
Fly to Jesus,
152 CHRIST KNOCKING AT THE DOOR. L. M. BE EHOLD a stranger at the door!
He gently knocks, has knocked before; Has waited long—is waiting still ; You treat no other friend so ill.
2 O lovely attitude, he stands
With melting heart and bleeding hands.
3 But will he prove a Friend indeed ?
He will—the very Friend you need;
With garments dyed on Calvary.
Turn out his enemy and thine,
5 Admit him, ere his anger burn;
His feet departed ne'er return:
You ’ll at his door rejected stand.
C. M. LET
every mortal carattend, The trumpet of the gospel sounds,
With an inviting voice.
That feed upon the wind,
To fill an empty mind:
A soul reviving feast,
The rich provision taste.
And pine away and die,
With springs that never dry. 5 Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join; Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine. 6 Ye perishing and naked poor,
Who work with mighty pain, To weave a garment of your own,
That will not hide your sin; 7 Come naked, and adorn your souls
In robes prepared by God, Wrought by the labours of his Son,
And dyed in his own blood.