213 Come, Ye Disconsolate. 10s, 11s. 1. Why will ye waste on tri-fling cares That life which God's compassion spares? While, in the va-rious range of tho't, The one thing needful is for-got. A-MEN. bb 215 Woodworth. L. M. WILLIAM B. BRADBURY. 1. Just as I am, with-out one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, And that Thou bidd'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. A-MEN. 2 Just as I am, and waiting not 3 Just as I am, though tossed about 4 Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind; 5 Just as I am! Thou wilt receive, O Lamb of God, I come. Charlotte Elliott. 216 1 A broken heart, my God, my King, The God of grace will ne'er despise 2 My soul lies humbled in the dust, 3 Then will I teach the world Thy ways; Tune:-BERA. 2 Shall God invite you from above? Shall Jesus urge His dying love? Shall troubled conscience give you pain? And all these pleas unite in vain? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue; Not so will heaven and hell appear, 4 Almighty God! Thy grace impart; Can my God His wrath for-bear? Me, the chief of sin-ners, spare? A-MEN. Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain. A - MEN. 2 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, Takes all our sins away- 3 My faith would lay her hand On that dear head of Thine, While like a penitent I stand, 4 Believing, we rejoice To see the curse remove; We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice. And sing His bleeding love. |