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FOR a thousand tongues to sing
O

My great Redeemer's praise !
The glories of my God and King,

The triumphs of his grace!
2 My gracious Master, and my God,

Assist me to proclaim,
To spread through all the earth abroad

The honours of thy name.
3 Jesus! the name that charms our fears,

That bids our sorrows cease ; "Tis music in the sinner's ears,

'Tis life, and health, and peace.
4 He breaks the power of cancell’d sin,

He sets the pris'ner free;
His blood can inake the foulest clean;

His blood avail'd for me.
5 He speaks-and, listening to his voice,

6 Hear him, ye deaf; his praise, ye dumb,

Your loosen'd tongues employ; Ye blind, behold your Saviour come,

And leap, ye lame, for joy.

SECOND PART.

LOOK unto him, ye nations; own

Your God, ye fallen race ;
Look, and be saved through faith alone,

Be justified by grace.
% See all your sins on Jesus laid :

The Lamb of God was slain :
His soul was once an offering made

For every soul of man.
3 Awake from guilty nature's sleep,

And Christ shall give you light; Cast all your sins into the deep :

And wash the Ethiop white. 4 With me, your chief, ye then shall know,

Shall feel your sins forgiven; Anticipate your heaven below,

And own that love is heaven.
2 Calvary—p. 237.] 8th P. M. 87, 87, 47.
C
TOME, ye sinners, poor and needy,

Weak and wounded, sick and sore,
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power ;

He is able,
He is willing, doubt no more.
2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome,

God's free bounty glorify :
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh;

Without money
Come to Jesus Christ and buy.

3 Let not conscience make you linger;

Nor of fitness fondly dream :
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him;

This he gives you,
'Tis the Spirit's glimm'ring beam.
4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,

Bruised and mangled by the fall,
If you tarry till you 're better,
You will never come at all;

Not the righteous, Sinners Jesus came to call. 5 Agonizing in the garden,

Lo! your Maker prostrate lies ! On the bloody tree behold him! Hear him cry before he dies,

“It is finish'd !” Sinners, will not this suffice ? 6 Lo! th' incarnate God ascending,

Pleads the merit of his blood; Venture on him, venture freely ; Let no other trust intrude :

None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good. 7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert,

Sing the praises of the Lamb, While the blissful seats of heaven Sweetly echo with his name :

Hallelujah! Sinners here may do the same. 3 Forest-p. 76.] L. M.

Let every soul be Jesus' guest :
Ye need not one be left behind,
For God hath bidden all mankind.

2 Sent by my Lord, on you I call;
The invitation is to all:

Come, all the world! come, sinner, thou!
All things in Christ are ready now.

3 Come, all ye souls by sin oppress'd,
Ye restless wand'rers after rest;

Ye
poor, and maim'd, and halt, and blind,
In Christ a hearty welcome find.

4 My message as from God receive;
Ye all may come to Christ and live:
O let his love your hearts constrain,
Nor suffer him to die in vain!

5 His love is mighty to compel;
His conqu'ring love consent to feel:
Yield to his love's resistless power,
And fight against your God no more.
6 See him set forth before your eyes,
That precious, bleeding sacrifice!
His offer'd benefits embrace,

And freely now be saved by grace!
7 This is the time, no more delay!
This is the acceptable day;
Come in this moment at his call,
And live for him who died for all.

4 Benevento-p. 222.] 7th P. M. 8 lines 7s. INNERS, turn, why will ye die?

God, who did your being give,
Made you with himself to live,
He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures, why
Will ye cross his love, and die?