425. “And he shall bring forth the head-stone thereof with shoutings." Zech. iv. 7. P. M.
1 SING to the Lord above,
Who deigns on earth to raise
A temple to His love,
A monument of praise:
Ye saints around, through all its frame,
Harmonious sound the Builder's name.
2 Beneath His eye and care,
The edifice shall rise
Majestic, strong, and fair,
And shine above the skies.
There He the polished stone shall place,
Ordained to crown the work of grace.
426. "A fountain opened ... for sin and for uncleanness.”
1 COME to Calvary's holy mountain,
Sinners, ruined by the fall!
Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to all,
In a full, perpetual tide,
Opened when our Saviour died.
2 Come, in poverty and meanness;
Come, defiled without, within;
From infection and uncleanness,
From the leprosy of sin,
Wash your robes and make them white:
Ye shall walk with God in light.
3 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind!
Here the guilty, free remission,
Here the troubled peace may find.
Health this fountain will restore.
He that drinks shall thirst no more :-
4 He that drinks shall live for ever;
'Tis a soul-renewing flood.
God is faithful; God will never
Break His covenant in blood,
Signed when our Redeemer died,
Sealed when He was glorified.
"I am not come to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance." Matt. ix. 13. P. M.
1 COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore!
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity joined with power.
He is able;
He is willing doubt no more.
2 Ho! ye needy; 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,
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 Saviour prostrate lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him:
Hear Him cry before He dies,
It is finished!
Finished, the great sacrifice!
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 joined 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.
428. "Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Matt. xi. 28. 7's & 6's.
1 OH comfort to the dreary
Oh joy to the oppressed!
Come unto Me, ye weary,
And I will give you rest.
Oh, come in all your weakness,
Ye sons of guilt and wo;
And learn of Him with meekness,
Who stooped for us so low.
2 Ye slaves of servile error,
Wearied with fruitless pains,
Whose faith is doubt and terror,
Believe, and lose your chains.
Renounce the superstition
To Christ's light yoke preferred;
And turn from vain tradition
To His redeeming word.
3 Ye who, in hall and college,
Have vainly toiled to find
The satisfying knowledge
That heals the aching mind;
By ceaseless doubts molested,
Or lost in vain surmise;
Come, of your pride divested,
And Christ will make you wise.
4 Ye who the world have courted,
And suffered from its spite;
Ye who with sin have sported,
And felt its serpent-bite;
Come learn, your follies quitting,
That this world's gain is loss;
To His mild rule submitting,
Who bare for you the cross.
5 Oh come, and make the trial:
His service is release.
If hard the self-denial,
Its fruit is joy and peace.
His grace, your souls defending,
Shall nerve you for the strife :
Peace all your steps attending;
The prize, immortal life.
"At midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the Bridegroom cometh." Matt. xxv. 6. P. M.
YE waiting souls, arise!
With all the dead, awake!
Unto salvation wise,
Oil in your vessels take.
Up-starting at the midnight cry,
Behold the Heavenly Bridegroom nigh.
2. He comes, He comes, to call
The nations to His bar,
And raise to glory all
Who meet for glory are.
Make ready for your full reward:
Go forth with joy to meet your Lord.
3 Go, meet Him in the sky,
Your everlasting Friend;
Your Head to glorify,
With all His saints ascend.
The pure in heart obtain the grace,
To see without a veil His face.
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