Here see the bread of life; see waters flowing [above; Forth from the throne of God, pure from 2 Joy of the desolate, Light of the straying, Come to the feast prepared, come, ever Hope of the penitent, fadeless and pure, Here speaks the Comforter, tenderly saying, knowing [remove. Earth has no sorrows but heaven can Thomas Moore 1816 Thomas Hastings 1831 J. HOPKINS No price is demand-ed, The Saviour is here; Re-demption is purchased, sal- va- tion is free. 399 DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw near The waters of life are now flowing for thee; No price is demanded, the Saviour is here; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free. 2 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take His sad flight, And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race, To sink in the gloom of eternity's night. 3 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand, The earth shall dissolve, and the heavens shall fade; The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand; What power then, O sinner, will lend thee its aid! Thomas Hastings 1832 PILGRIM, burdened with thy sin, Come the way to Zion's gate; There, till mercy speaks within, Knock, and weep, and watch, and wait: Knock, He knows the sinner's cry; Weep, He loves the mourner's tears; Watch, for saving grace is nigh; Wait, till heavenly grace appears. Safe, and owned, and bought, and blest: Safe, from all the lures of vice; In a world like this remains? Fear, and shame, and doubts, and pains: Fear, the hope of heaven shall fly, Shame, from glory's view retire; Doubt, in full belief shall die, Pain, in endless bliss expire. George Crabbe 1807 L. T. DOWNES 401 Used by permission of Oliver Ditson Company, owners of the Copyright. COME, said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make My path your choice; 2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, 3 Hither come, for here is found Anna Lætitia Barbauld. 1772 in thy claim, Sure that promise speaks to thee, Marks of grace I cannot show, All pol-lu- ted is my best; But I wea- ry am, I know, And the wear - y long for rest. 402 DOES the Gospel word proclaim Rest for those that weary be? Then, my soul, put in thy claim, Sure that promise speaks to thee: Marks of grace I cannot show, All polluted is my best; But I weary am, I know, And the weary long for rest. 2 Burdened with a load of sin, Harrassed with tormenting doubt, Hourly conflicts from within, Hourly crosses from without; All my little strength is gone, Sink I must without supply; Sure upon the earth is none Can more weary be than I. 3 In the ark the weary dove Found a welcome resting-place; Thus my spirit longs to prove Rest in Christ, the Ark of grace. Tempest-tossed I long have been, And the flood increases fast; Open, Lord, and take me in, Till the storm be overpast. John Newton 1779 403 SINNERS, turn, why will ye die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? Charles Wesley 1756 Qui-et, Lord,my froward heart; Make me teacha - ble and mild, Upright, simple, free from art, Make me as a wean-ed child, From distrust and en- - vy free,Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 405 QUIET, Lord, my froward heart; Make me as a weaned child, From distrust and envy free, Pleased with all that pleases Thee. 2 What Thou shalt to-day provide, Let me as a child receive; What to-morrow may betide, Calmly to Thy wisdom leave: "Tis enough that Thou wilt care; Why should I the burden bear? 3 As a little child relies On a care beyond his own, Knows he's neither strong nor wise, Fears to stir a step alone,Let me thus with Thee abide, As iny Father, Guard, and Guide. John Newton 1779 406 Rock of Ages, cleft for me! GETHSEMANE 7s. 6 lines 3 Nothing in my hand I bring; 4 While I draw this fleeting breath, Augustus Montague Toplady 1776 Rock of Ages, cleft for me! Let me hide myself in Thee; Let the wa- ter and the blood, |