241. 1 C. M. THERE is a voice of sovereign grace 2 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, I would believe thy promise, Lord, 3 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Here let me wash my spotted soul 4 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, Be thou my strength and righteousness, 242. 1 L. M. Eternity. ETERNITY is just at hand!— And shall I waste my ebbing sand' 2 But an eternity there is Of endless wo, or endless bliss; 3 What countless millions of mankind Have left this fleeting world behind! They're gone! but where?-ah, pause and see, 4 Sinner! canst thou for ever dwell (227.) C. M. 243. The misery and danger of Sinners. SINNERS! the voice of God regard: 'Tis mercy speaks to-day; 1 He calls you by his gracious word 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest, A thousand stings within your breast 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell: Can you in frightful torments dwell in black despair? Shut up Bow to the sceptre of his word, Submit to him your sov'reign Lord, 1 WB (228.) L. M. 244. The folly of neglecting religion. 2 Why will ye chase the fleeting wind, 3 Th' eternal God calls from above 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, Thy pow'r can clear the darkest eyes, 245. 1 C. M. T ERRIBLE thought! shall I alone, Who may be sav❜d, shall I, Of all, alas! whom I have known, 2 While all my old companions dear, 3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band, 4 While they enjoy their Saviour's love, And howl, (while they sing hymns above,) 5 Ah! no; I still may turn and live, 6 I will accept his offers now, Perform my oft-repeated vow, 7 I will improve what I receive, 1 Y L. M. 246. Youth and Judgment, Eccl. xi. 9. 2 Pursue the pleasures you design, And cheer your hearts with songs and wine, There is a day of judgment too. 3 God from on high beholds your thoughts, 4 The vengeance to your follies due Should strike your hearts with terror throught 5 Almighty God, turn off their eyes 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, 2 IIis quivering lip hangs feebly down, Then, speechless, with a doleful groan 3 But, O the soul that never dies! Ye thoughts, pursue it where it flies, 4 Up to the courts where angels dwell, 5 And must my body faint and die? 6 Jesus, to thy dear faithful hand And my flesh waits for thy command PENITENCE OF THE AWAKENED 248. 1. PRAYER FOR PENITENCE. P. M. A Prayer for Seriousness. 1 THOU God of glorious majesty, An half-awaken'd child of man, 2 Lo! on a narrow neck of land, A point of time, a moment's space |