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241.

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C. M.

THERE is a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;
"Ho! ye despairing sinners, come,
And trust upon the Lord."

2 My soul obeys th' Almighty call,
And runs to this relief;

I would believe thy promise, Lord,
Oh! help my unbelief.

3 To the dear fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God, I fly;

Here let me wash my spotted soul
From crimes of deepest die.

4 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King
My reigning sins subdue;
Drive the old dragon from his seat,
With his apostate crew.

5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On thy kind arms I fall;

Be thou my strength and righteousness,
My Jesus, and my all!

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L. M.

Eternity.

ETERNITY is just at hand!—

And shall I waste my ebbing sand'
And careless view departing day,
And throw my inch of time away?

2 But an eternity there is

Of endless wo, or endless bliss;
And swift as time fulfils its round
We to eternity are bound.

3 What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind!

They're gone! but where?-ah, pause and see,
Gone to a long eternity.

4 Sinner! canst thou for ever dwell
In all the fiery deeps of hell;
And is death nothing, then, to thee;
Death, and a dread eternity?

(227.) C. M.

243. The misery and danger of Sinners. SINNERS! the voice of God regard: 'Tis mercy speaks to-day;

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He calls you by his gracious word
From sin's destructive way.

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest,
You live devoid of peace;

A thousand stings within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell:
Why will you persevere?

Can you in frightful torments dwell in black despair?

Shut up

Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing ev'ry sin;

Submit to him your sov'reign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

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L. M.

244. The folly of neglecting religion.
WHY will ye lavish out your years
Amidst a thousand trifling cares?
While, in the various range of thought,
The one thing needful is forgot.

2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind,
And famish an immortal mind;
While angels with regret look down,
To see you spurn a heav'nly crown?

3 Th' eternal God calls from above
And Jesus pleads his dying love;

Awaken'd conscience gives you pain: And shall they join their pleas in vain? 4 Not so your dying eyes shall view Those objects, which ye now pursue. Not so shall heav'n and hell appear, When the decisive hour is near.

5 Almighty God! thine aid impart,
To fix conviction on the heart.

Thy pow'r can clear the darkest eyes,
And make the haughtiest scorner wise.

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C. M.

T ERRIBLE thought! shall I alone,

Who may be sav❜d, shall I,

Of all, alas! whom I have known,
Through sin for ever die?

2 While all my old companions dear,
With whom I once did live,
Joyful at God's right hand appear,
A blessing to receive:

3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band,
Dragg'd to the judgment-seat,
Far on the left with horror stand,
My fearful doom to meet?

4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love,
Must I in torments dwell?

And howl, (while they sing hymns above,)
And blow the flames of hell!

5 Ah! no; I still may turn and live,
For still his wrath delays;
He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve,
And offers me his grace.

6 I will accept his offers now,
From every sin depart;

Perform my oft-repeated vow,
And render him my heart.

7 I will improve what I receive,
The grace through Jesus given;
Sure, if with God on earth I live,
To live with God in heaven.

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L. M.

246. Youth and Judgment, Eccl. xi. 9.
E sons of Adam, vain and young,
Indulge your eyes, indulge your tongue,
Taste the delights your souls desire,
And give a loose to all your fire:

2 Pursue the pleasures you design,

And cheer your hearts with songs and wine,
Enjoy the day of mirth; but know

There is a day of judgment too.

3 God from on high beholds your thoughts,
His book records your secret faults,
The works of darkness you have done
Must all appear before the sun.

4 The vengeance to your follies due

Should strike your hearts with terror throught
How will ye stand before his face,
Or answer for his injur'd grace?

5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes
From these alluring vanities;
And let the thunder of thy word
Awake their souls to fear the Lord.

247.

C. M.

Death and Eternity.

1 STOOP down, my thoughts, that us'd to rise, Converse a while with death;

Think how a gasping mortal lies,
And pants away his breath.

2 IIis quivering lip hangs feebly down,
His pulses faint and few.

Then, speechless, with a doleful groan
He bids the world adieu.

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3 But, O the soul that never dies!
At once it leaves the clay!

Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies,
And track its wondrous way.

4 Up to the courts where angels dwell,
It mounts triumphing there,
Or devils plunge it down to hell
In infinite despair.

5 And must my body faint and die?
And must this soul remove?
O for some guardian angel nigh
To bear it safe above!

6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand
My naked soul I trust,

And my flesh waits for thy command
To drop into my dust.

PENITENCE OF THE AWAKENED
SINNER.

248.

1. PRAYER FOR PENITENCE.

P. M.

A Prayer for Seriousness.

1 THOU God of glorious majesty,
To thee, against myself, to thee,
A worm of earth, I cry;

An half-awaken'd child of man,
An heir of endless bliss or pain,
A sinner born to die!

2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land,
"Twixt two unbounded seas I stand,
Secure, insensible:

A point of time, a moment's space
Removes me to that heavenly place,
Or shuts me up in hell.

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