5 Come, all ye vilest sinners, come, He'll form your souls anew: His gospel and his heart have room For rebels such as you.
6 His doctrine is almighty love; There's virtue in his name To turn the raven to a dove, The lion to a lamb.
L.M.-The Gospel Invitation. Isa. lv. 1-4.
1 HO! every one that thirsts, draw nigh; ('Tis God invites the fallen race;) Mercy and free salvation buy;
Buy wine, and milk, and gospel-grace.
2" Come, to the living waters, come; Sinners, obey your Maker's call; Return ye weary wanderers home, And find my grace is free for all. 3See from the rock a fountain rise! For you in healing streams it rolls: Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye labouring, burden'd, sin-sick souls. Nothing ye in exchange shall give, Leave all you have, and are, behind: Frankly the gift of God receive,
Pardon and peace in Jesus find.
5 " Why seek ye that which is not bread, Nor can your hungry souls sustain? On ashes, husks, and air ye feed; Ye spend your little all in vain.
6 "In search of empty toys below, Ye toil with unavailing strife: Whither, ah! whither would you go? I have the words of endless life.
7" Hearken to me with earnest care, And freely eat substantial food; The sweetness of my mercy share, And taste that I alone am good. 8 "I bid you all my goodness prove, My promises for all are free; Come taste the manna of my love, And let your souls delight in me. 9 Your willing ear and heart incline, My words with faith and joy receive; Quicken'd your souls by grace divine, An everlasting life shall live.
P.M.-Sinners invited to Christ.
1 COME ye sinners, poor and wretched, Weak and wounded, sick and sore,' Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity join'd with power; He is able,
He is willing: doubt no more.
2 Come ye thirsty, come and welcome; God's free bounty glorify: True belief and true repentance, Every grace that brings us 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 rising beam.
4 Come ye weary heavy laden, Bruis'd 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 View him prostrate in the garden; On the ground your Saviour lies! On the bloody tree behold him; Hear him cry before he dies, "It is finish'd!"
Sinners, will not this suffice?
6 Lo! the incarnate God ascended, Pleads the merit of his blood: Venture on him, venture wholly, 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 sing the same.
L.M.-The Gospel first preached at Jerusalem. Luke xxiv. 47. 1 "GO (saith the Lord) proclaim my grace, "To all the sons of Adam's race,
"Pardon for every crimson sin, "And at Jerusalem begin.
2 "There, where my blood, not fully dry, "Stands warm upon Mount Calvary; "That blood shall purge away their guilt, By whom so lately it was spilt.
3" Now let the daring rebels turn,
"And o'er their bleeding Sovereign mourn; "Their bleeding Sovereign shall forgive, "And bid the rebels look and live. 4 Is this thy voice, all-gracious Lord? And did the rebels hear thy word? And did they fall beneath thy feet, And on their knees forgiveness meet? 5 Then may I hope for mercy too; Such love can my hard heart subdue, And give this guilty soul a place, Among these captives of thy grace. 6 Here be it daily mine employ
To bathe thy wounds with tears of joy, Till 'midst the new Jerusalem In one full choir we sing thy name.
L.M.-"Behold I stand at the door and knock." Rev. iii. 20.
1 BEHOLD a stranger's at the door! He gently knocks, has knock'd before: Has waited long, is waiting still, You use no other friend so ill.
2 But will he prove a friend indeed? He will,- the very friend you need; The man of Nazareth, 'tis He, With garments dyed at Calvary. 3 Oh, lovely attitude! he stands With melting heart and laden hands; Oh, matchless kindness! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes.
4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine; Turn out that hateful monster, sin, And let the heavenly stranger in.
5 Yet know, nor of the terms complain: Where Jesus comes, he comes to reign; To reign, and with no partial sway: Thoughts must be slain that disobey. 6 Sovereign of souls! thou Prince of Peace! O may thy gentle reign increase! Throw wide the door, each willing mind, And be his empire ALL MANKIND!
C.M.-" Behold, I stand at the door and knock." Rev. iii, 20.
1 COME let us who in Christ believe, Our common Saviour praise; To him with joyful voices give The glory of his grace.
2 He now stands knocking at the door Of every sinner's heart;
The worst need keep him out no more, Nor force him to depart.
3 Through grace we hearken to thy voice, Yield to be sav'd from sin;
In sure and certain hope rejoice, That thou wilt enter in.
4 Come quickly in, thou heavenly guest, Nor ever hence remove; But sup with us, and let the feast Be everlasting love.
C.M.-The Sower. Matt. xiii. 3.
1 YE sons of earth, prepare the plough, Break up your fallow ground! The sower is gone forth to sow, And scatter blessings round.
2 The seed that finds a stony soil Shoots forth a hasty blade;
But ill repays the sower's toil, Soon wither'd, scorch'd, and dead.
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