717 CLOLATA L. M. 253 264 W. St. Clair Palmer, 1893 God call-ing yet! shall I not hear? Earth's pleasures shall I still hold dear? Shall life's swift pass-ing years all fly, And still my soul in slumbers lie? A - MEN. Those warm de-sires that in thee burn Were kindled by re-claim-ing grace. A 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart, Whose pitying eyes thy grief discern, Whose hand can heal thine inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return; He heard thy deep repentant sigh, He saw thy softened spirit mourn When no intruding ear was nigh. 4 Return, O wanderer, return; Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live: Go to His bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 5 Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear; 'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. Rev. William B. Collyer, 1812 ZEPHYR L. M. William B. Bradbury, 1844 1 Behold! a Stran-ger's at the door; He gently knocks, has knocked before; 4 Has wait-ed long, is waiting still: You treat no other friend so ill. A-MEN.] 721 GOSHEN 6.5.6.5.D. Miss Marchel Davis, 1847 will trust Thee, Trust Thee with my soul; Guil - ty, lost, and help - less, 2 Jesus, I will trust Thee, Name of matchless worth, Spoken by the angel At Thy wondrous birth; On Thy cross of shame, 3 Jesus, I will trust Thee, Pondering Thy ways, All Thine earthly days: For a Saviour's grace. |