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229. T. 14. 16 Vanquish our lusts, our pride re

I move,
COME, blessed Spirit, gracious Lord, Take out the heart of stone;

Thy pow'r to us make known; Show us the Father's boundless love.
Strike with the hammer of thy word, The merits of the Son.
And break each heart of stone.

17 The Father sent his Son to die; 2 Give us ourselves, and Christ, to The willing Son obey'd ; , know

The witness Thou, to ratify
In this our gracious day;

The purchase Christ hath made.
Repentance unto life bestow,
Christ's pard’ning love display:

. 231. T. 14. 3 Convince us first of unbelief, COME, Holy Spirit, on us breathe, And freely then release ;

With all thy quick’ning pow'rs; Fill ev'ry soul with sacred grief, Kindle our love, confirm our faith,

And then with sacred peace. | Warm these cold hearts of our's. 4 Show us our poverty, relieve 12 Assure my conscience of her part And then enrich the poor ;

1 In the Redeemer's blood; The knowledge of our sickness give. And bear thy witness in my heart, The knowledge of our cure.

That I am born of God." 5 A blessed sense of guilt impart, 3. Thou art the Earnest of his love, And then remove the load;

The Pledge of joys to come: Trouble, then lead the troubled heart lo lead us, that we may above To Christ's atoning blood.

Obtain our lasting home.

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BREATHE on these bones so dry O Holy Ghost, eternal God,

and dead, Descending from above,

God Holy Ghost ! thy influence shed Thou fill'st the soul, thro' Jesus' blood,! In all our hearts abroad: With faith, and hope, and love.

Point out the place, where grace

abounds; 2 Thou comfortest the heavy heart,

Direct us to the bleeding wounds
By sin and grief opprest;

1 Of Jesus, our incarnate God.
Thou to the dead dost life impart,
And to the weary, rest.

12 Convince us that the Lamb was

slain 3 Thysweet communion charms the soul For us, and to our minds explain

And gives true peace and joy; ..! The myst'ry of the cross ; Which Satan's pow'r can ne'er control, Let us our dear Redeemer see, Nor all his wiles destroy.

And serve and love him fervently; 4 Let no false comfort lift us up This be our gain, else all things loss.

To confidence that's vain :
Nor let their faith and courage droop,

233. T. 90. Who love the Lamb once slain. To that the Comforter would come! 5 Breathe comfort where distress a-! Nor visit as a transient Guest, bounds,

But fix in me his constant home, O make our conscience clean; And keep possession of my breast; And heal, with balm from Jesus' wounds, Yea, make my soul his blest abode, The fest'ring sores of sin.

The temple of th' in-dwelling God.

2 Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, ' 234.* T. 230.

Attest that I am born again; Come and baptize me, Lord, with fire, THOU great Teacher, who instructest

Nor let thy former gifts be vain: Christ's flock, and us to bliss conductest, Grant me a sense that I'm forgiv'n, Who noblest gifts to grant didst deign A pledge that I'm an heir of heav'n. To th' apostles, thine anointed,

By thee for that great work appointed 3 Grant me th' indisputable seal, To teach, reprove and comfort men,

That ascertains the kingdom mine! And freely offer grace That pow'rful stamp I long to feel, Unto the Gentile race;

The signature of love divine : Lord, have mercy ! Oshed it in my heart abroad, Grant us to be- Immoveably Fulness of love, of heav'n, of God! Fix'd on their ground, upheld by thee!

XIII. Of God's Call of Grace to the unconverted Sinner. 235.* T. 583.

15 “ Tho' then unborn, tho' not in

person there, Teach us, O Lord! the cross's “ Yet in that act of grace thou hast a mystery,

share; And grant us docile hearts to learn of " Pardon of sin was then for thee prothee;

car'd, Thou art as full of love to fallen man, " When Jesus death for ev'ry man enAs when for our redemption thou wast dur'd. slain.

6 « For all who flee from Sinai's fiery 2 " I thirst,” thou didst upon the crosso exclaim,

“ And look to Calv'ry's sacrifice by And on thy throne, thy thirst is still faith. the same;

1" The Judge supreme, to whom all Not for the blood of foes who scorn pow'r is giv'n, thy love,

« Ordaineth pardon, happiness and But that they may thy pard’ning mer

heav'n. ey prove. 3 Thou hast no pleasure in the sin-17 “ Just as thou art, to Jesus come. ner's death,

and live ; But callest him to come & live by faith; " Repenting sinners Jesus will receive; Thou sendest messengers of peace"

eace “ Be thou e'er so corrupt and stain'd

with sin, abroad, Beseeching men, “Bereconcil'd toGod!" Fear not, his precious blood can

wash thee clean." 4 " Believe, thou mourning sinner, that for thee

18 Who finds that sin hath quite o'er“ The Lord did penance on the cross's spread his soul, tree;

That his own efforts ne'er can make “ Thereby he triumph'd over sin and him whole, · hell,

Helpless at Jesus' feet resolves to lie, " And gain'd for thee a right in heav'n Jesus hath sworn that sinner shall not to dwell.


9 Tho' he was dead before, behold, 4 They by the Father are esteemid, he lives,

I When thus presented by our Saviour; The Saviour quick’ning, whom the Heal'd by his wounds, from sin redeem'd Father gives;

They prove the Father's love & favor; Henceforth must sin lie vanquish'd at He owns them as his sons and heirs, ; his feet,

And all he hath their own declares; Thro’ faith in Jesus, he shall vict'ry Eternal life they now inherit, meet.

Procur'd for them by Jesus' merit; 10 How pleasing 'tis, a new-born He dwells in them, in him they live, soul to view,

Since Jesus sinners doth receive. How doth its happiness our own renew! 5 Might all his loving heart but see, Might all the pow'r of Christ's atones And know his bowels of compassion ment prove,

To sinners, straying carelessly, And know the virtue of his dying love! Or such as mourning seek salvation: 236.*

Him, whenon earth’midst sinners trace; T. 217. Zaccheus takes his saving grace; My Saviour sinners doth receive, He comforts Magd'len in affliction, Whom, with sin's galling load op- Regards her tears and deep conviction, pressed,

Her sins, tho' many, he forgives;
No man nor angel can relieve,

My Saviour sinners poor receives.
Who have no hope to be redressed;
Who loathe the world and all its ways,

16 Behold how he with Peter dealt, Dread wrath divine, and mourn for

Tho' deep his fall, he show'd him

favor. grace; On whom the law pronounceth sen

Not only when on earth he dwelt

Was he a sin-forgiving Saviour; tence,

No, he is still the very same, Condemn'd to hell in their own con

Just, good and merciful his name; science; Such wretched sinners find reprieve,

As he was in humiliation, Since Jesus sinners doth receive.

So is he still in exaltation.

Repenting souls, you may believe, 2 The fondest mother cannot have

Our Saviour sinners doth receive. Towards her darling such affection, As Jesus show'd, vile man to save; 77 Come, sinners, come, tho' vile and

His love exceedeth our conception. base; He left his throne and blest abode, 1 Returning prodigals he meeteth; To bear the sinner's heavy load. He freely offers them his grace, Since he now thro’his death & suff'ring Them with a pard’ning kiss he Hath made an all-sufficient oft'ring,

greeteth. Our debt is paid, and we may live: Why wilt thou stand in thy own way? For Jesus sinners doth receive.

Why wilfully be Satan's prey?

Wilt thou sin's drudge remain for ever, 3 Now is his sympathizing heart

Thoʻhe appear'd thee to deliver ?
A refuge for the most distressed;

Do not delay, sin's service leave,
He freely pardon will impart;
By him their debt is quite erased.

1. Since Jesus sinners will receive.
His blood like th'ocean without ground, 8 Come, ye that heavy laden are,
Theirsins hath swallow'd up & drown'd, Come, weary, void of self-assistance;
The Holy Ghost to them is given, Tho' doubting, ready to despair,
Who leads them in the path to heaven; Come but to him without resistance.
And prompts them always to believe, Behold his heart with love replete,
That Jesus sinners doth receive. Full of desire the worst to meet;


3 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 3 Think how on the cross he hung,

Lost and ruin'd by the fall, | Pierc'd with a thousand wounds! If ye tarry till ye're better,

Hark, from each as with a tongue Ye will never come at all,

The voice of pardon sounds! . Not the righteous, :fl: See, from all his bursting veins, Sinners Jesus came to call."

Blood, of wondrous virtue, flow! 4 Let not conscience make you linger,

Shed to wash away thy stains, Nor of fitness fondly dream;

? And ransom thee from woe. All the fitness he requireth,

4 Tho' his majesty be great, Is to feel your need of him;

His mercy is no less;
This he gives you, ://:

Tho' he thy transgressions hate, 'Tis the Spirit's glimm’ring beam. He feels for thy distress:

By himself the Lord hath sworn, 5 Agonizing in the garden,

| He delights not in thy death; Lo, your Maker prostrate lies!

| But invites thee to return, On the bloody tree behold him, Hear him cry before he dies ;

That thou may’st live by faith. “ It is finish'd !" :11:

5 Raise thy downcast eyes, and see · Sinner, will not this suffice ?

What throngs his throne surround! 6 Lo! th' incarnate God ascended

These, tho' sinners once like thee,

Have full salvation found: Pleads the merit of his blood;

Yield not then to unbelief! Venture on him, venture freely,

While he saith, “there yet is room;"! Let no other trust intrude;

Tho' of sinners thou art chief,
None but Jesus :fl:

Since Jesus calls thee, come.
Can do helpless sinners good.
7 Saints and angels, join'd in concert, : 240. T. 22.

Sing the praises of the Lamb; COME, sinners, to the gospel-feast; While the blissful seats of heaven

Let ev'ry soul be Jesus' guest; Sweetly echo with his name:

Not one of you need stay behind; Hallelujah! :/:

His gospel calleth to mankind. Sinners, here, may sing the same.

2 Attend! the gospel trumpet sounds,

Callssinnersfrom earthsfarthest bounds; 239. T. 591.

The year of Jubilee is come! SINNER, hear thy Saviour's call, Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. · He now is passing by;

3 Come all ye souls by sin opprest, He hath seen thy grievous thrall, Ye wand'rers, who are seeking rest; And heard thy mournful cry:

The poor, the maim'd, the halt, the blind, He hath pardon to impart,

With Christ a hearty welcome find. Grace to save thee from thy fears; See the love that fills his heart,

14 The message as from God.receive;

Ye all may come to Christ and live; And wipe away thy tears.

O let his love your hearts constrain, 2 Why art thou afraid to come,

Nor suffer him to die in vain!. And tell him all thy case?

5 His love is mighty to compel; He will not pronounce thy doom, Nor frown thee from his face:

His conqu’ring love consent to feel: Wilt thou fear Immanuel ? .

Yield to his love's almighty pow'r, Wilt thou dread the Lamb of God, And strive against your God no more. Who, to save thy soul from hell, 16 See him set forth before your eyes,

Hath shed his precious blood ? A precious bleeding sacrifice !

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