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5 "Why seek ye that which is not bread,
6 "In search of empty joys below,
7"Hearken to me with earnest care,
9 "Your willing ear and heart incline,
Tisbury.] HYMN 13. C. M.
ET ev'ry mortal ear attend,
The trumpet of the Gospel sounds
2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
3 Eternal Wisdom hath prepar'd
And bids your longing appetites
4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst 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 The happy gates of Gospel grace,
Dudley.] HYMN 14. 8 lines 7's.
1 ET the beasts their breath resign, Strangers to the life divine;
Who their God can never know,
2 Ye on whom he favours showers,
3 Ye who own his record true;
Ye, who see the Gospel light,
1.WHAT could your Redeemer do,
All his drawings from above,
2 Turn, he cries, ye sinners, turn;
3 Sinners, turn, while God is near:
4 Can ye doubt if God is love?
Mingled with his blood they cry,
Newcourt.] HYMN 15. 6 lines 8's.
Not one of all th' apostate race,
But may in him salvation find!
2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears
But God with God, is man with men.
3 See where the God incarnate stands,
And calls his wand'ring creatures home: He all day long spreads out his hands; Come, weary souls, to Jesus come! Ye all may hide you in his breast; Believe, and he will give you rest. 4"Ah! do not of my goodness doubt,
"My saving grace for all is free; "I will in no wise cast him out, "That comes a sinner unto me: "I can to none myself deny,
"Why, sinners, will ye perish, why?"
Luther's.] HYMN 16. 6 lines 8's.
SINNERS, believe the to
Jesus is come, your common Lord;
May now be sav'd, whoever will:
2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind, The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor, Flock to the Friend of human kind,
And freely all accept their cure! To whom did he his help deny? Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by? 3 Did not his word the fiends expel,
The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead? Did he not all their sickness heal, And satisfy their every need? Did he reject his helpless clay, Or send them sorrowful away! 4 Nay, but his bowels yearn'd to see The people hungry, scatter'd, faint: Nay, but he utter'd over thee,
Jerusalem, a true complaint; Jerusalem, who shed'st his blood,
That with his tears for thee hath flow'd.
Thacher.] HYMN 17. S. M.
INNERS, the call obey,
The day is come, the vengeful day
Devils and men combine
To plague the faithless seed, And phials full of wrath divine, Are bursting on your head.
Enter into the Rock,
Ye trembling slaves of sin,
The Rock of your salvation, struck,