3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears; And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears: Chase away the falling tears. 4 False professors, grov'ling worldlings, Take the warnings they afford. 5 Who hath our report believed? 6 O, ye angels, hovering round us, Glad the message will obey. HYMN 72. L. M. Come and see. John 1. 39. 1 JESUS, dear name, how sweet the sound! 2 He left the shining courts on high, 1 HYMN 73. L. M. STEELE. Healing virtue in Christ. Luke vi. 19. YE E mourning sinners, here disclose woes; Approach-'tis Jesus, he can heal O, let thy sov'reign touch impart Life, strength, and health to every heart 3 Then shall the sick, the blind, the lame, Adore their great Physician's name; Then dying souls shall bless their God, And spread his wondrous praise abroad. HYMN 74. C. M. NEWTON. The leaper healed. Matt. viii. 2, 3. 1 WHEN the poor leper's case I read, My own describ'd I feel; Sin is a leprosy indeed, Which none but CHRIST can heal. 2 What anguish did my soul endure, 3 While thus I lay distress'd, I saw To him, though fill'd with shame and awe, I rais'd my mournful cry: 4 "Lord, thou canst heal me, if thou wilt, Oh, pity to me show; Oh, cleanse my leprous soul from guilt; My filthy heart renew.” 5 He heard, and with a gracious look, Pronounc'd the healing word: "I will be clean," and while he spoke I felt my health restor❜d. 6 Core, sinners, seize the present hour HYMN 75. C. M. MONTGOMERY. The soul. Mark viii. 36. 1 W The whole creation round? THAT is the thing of greatest price, That which was lost in Paradise, 2 The soul of man-Jehovah's breath-- 3 God, to redeem it, did not spare Jesus, to save it, deign'd to bear 4 And is this treasure borne below, Can none its utmost value know, 5 Then let us gather round the cross, 1 RIPPON. 1L ORD, shall we part with gold for dross Out live our bliss, and mourn our loss 2 Let us not lose the living God, 3 Vain world, thy weak attempts forbear, We all thy charms defy; And rate our precious souls too dear HYMN 77. C. M. E. JONES. 1 Resolve. Esther iv. 16. COME, humble sinner, in whose breast, A thousand thoughts revolve; Come, with your guilt and fear opprest, And make this last resolve: 2 "I'll go to Jesus, though my sin 3" Prostrate I'll lie before his throne, 66 4 "Perhaps he will admit my plea, go; 5 "I can but perish if I |