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HYMN 108. L. M. Babylon. [b] The Sinner weighed and found wanting. Dan. iv, 27. 1 D AISE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye
Behold God's balance lifted high! There will his justice be display'd, And there thy hope and life be weigh’d. 2 See in one skale his perfect law; Mark with what force its precepts draw ; e Would'st thou the awful test sustain ?d Thy works how light! thy thoughts how vain! -3 Behold the hand of God appears,
To trace those dreadful characters; d 'Tekel—thy soul is wanting found,
And wrath shall smite thee to the ground.' e 4 Let sudden fear thy nerves unbrace;
Let horrour shake thy tott'ring knees; p Through all thy thoughts let anguish roll,
And deep repentance melt thy soul. -5 One only hope may yet prevail
Christ has a weight to turn the scale; o Still does the gospel publish peace,
And shew a Saviour's righteousness. -6 Great God, exert thy power to save ; Deep on the heart these truths engrave; The pond'rous load of guilt remove, That trembling lips may sing thy love. Doddridge.
HYMN 109. 7s. Fairfax. [b]
Sinner, prepare to meet God. ei SINNER, art thou still secure?
w Wilt thou still refuse to pray? Can thy heart or hand endure,
In the Lord's avenging day? d 2 See, his mighty arm is bard;
Awful terrours clothe his brow! e For his judgment stand prepar'd
Thou must either break or bow. g 3 At his presence nature shakes,
Earth affrighted hastes to flee;
Solid mountains melt like wax: p What will then become of thee !
e 4 Who his advent may abide ? -You, who glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapp'd in flame? 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace, Soon we must resign our breath; And our souls be call'd to pass Through the iron gate of death. 6 Let us now our day improve,Listen to the gospel voice; Seek the things that are above ; Scorn the world's pretended joys. Newton. HYMN 110. C. M. Bishopsgate. [b]
Sinners entreated to forsake their ways. Is. lv, 7. 1 CINNERS, the voice of God regard; e N His mercy speaks to-day; - He calls you by his sovereign word,
From sin's destructive way.
You live, devoid of peace;
Deprive your souls of ease.
Of sin and folly go ?
To reap immortal wo!
Through his abounding grace : His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those who seek his face.
Renouncing ev'ry sin;
And learn his will divine.
He pardons like a God :.
Through a Redeemer's blood. Fawcett.
Sinners entrcated to hear.
Sent in mercy from above!
e Every sentence-Oh how tender!
News from Zion's king proclaim,
'Free forgiveness in his name.' e How important! d Free forgiveness in his name! -3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears;
And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears: e Tender heraldso Chase away the falling tears. -4 False professors, grovelling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word,
While the messengers address you, Take the warnings they afford; e We entreat you, d Take the warnings they afford. e 5 Who hath our report believed ? Who receiv'd the joyful word ?
Who embrac'd the news of pardon, Offer'd to you by the Lord ! p Can you slight it
Offer'd to you by the Lord ! -6 O ye angels, hovering round us,
Waiting spirits, speed your way,
Tidings bear without delay:
Burdened Sinners invited to Christ. Matt. ix, 23. 1 MOME, ye weary souls oppress’d,
u Find in Christ the promis'd rest; On him all your burdens roll ; He can wound, and he make whole. 2 Ye who dread the wrath of God, Come, and wash in Jesus' blood : To the Son of David cry; In his word he's passing by
3 Naked, guilty, poor, and blind,
HYMN 113. 88 & 7s. Calvary. [b]
Suppliant Address to the Saviour. Mark x, 43. 1 TESUS, full of all compassion,
J Hear thy humble suppliant's cry; Let me know thy great salvation; p See, I languish, faint, and die. e 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting,
Overwhelm'd with helpless griefProstrate at thy feet repenting
Send, oh send me quick relief! e 3 Whither should a wretch be flying,
But to him who comfort gives? Whither, from the dread of dying,
But to him who ever lives? -8 On the word thy blood hath sealed,
Hangs my everlasting all ; Let thine arm be now revealed,
Stay, oh stay me, lest I fall! e 9 In the world of endless ruin,
Let it never, Lord, be said, d 'Here's the soul that perish’d, suing
'For the boasted Saviour's aid! o 10 Sav'd—the deed shall spread new glory
Through the shining realms above ; s Angels sing the pleasing story,
All enraptur'd with thy love. Turner.
Vision of the Dry Bones. Ezek. xxxiv, 3.
I See Adam's race in ruin lie;
And scatters slaughter'd millions round.
And can these perish'd bones revive? -That, mighty God, to thee is known;
That wondrous work is all thy own.
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e In vain they call, in vain they cry,
Life spreads through all the realms of death;
They move, they waken, they rejoice. 05 So when thy trumpet's awful sound
Shall shake the heavens, and rend the ground,
HYMN 115. C. M. Mear. [*]
Converting Grace. Ps. xlv, 35.
Is thy victorious sword !
At thy commanding word. e 2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give,
They pierce the hardest heart; o Thy smiles of grace the slain revive,
And joy succeeds to smart.
Ride with majestic sway;
And make thy foes obey.
And all the chosen race
To sing thy conquering grace-
Among that favour'd band; o And I with them thy praise will sound, Throughout Emmanuel's land Wallin. HYMN 116. L. M. Bath. [*]
Revival of Religion hoped for. e 1 W HILE I to grief my soul gave way,
W To see the work of God decline, --Methought I heard the Saviour say, g 'Dismiss thy fears, the ark is mine. --2 "Though for a time I hide my face,
Rely upon my love and power; 'Still wrestle at the throne of grace, . And wait for a reviving hour.