Make Christ, the Judge, your friend, Now points the path HYMN 26. C. M. The Sinner warned against abuse of the Divine Goodness. 1 NGRATEFUL sinners, whence this UNG scorn Of God's long suff'ring grace? And whence this madness that insults 2 Is it because his patience waits, 3 Dost thou not know, self-blinded man, To wake repentance in thy soul, 4 And wilt thou rather choose to meet And treasure up his wrath in store Soon shall that fatal day approach, And righteous judgments, now unknown, In awful pomp reveal. 6 While they who full of holy deeds, 1 R HYMN 27. C. M. Exhortation to repentance. EPENT, the voice celestial cries, The wretch that scorns the mandate dies, 2 No more the sov'reign eye of God 3 Together in his presence bow, 4 Bow, ere the awful trumpet sound, For mercy knows th' appointed bound, 5 Amazing love, that yet will call, Our hearts, subdued by goodness, fall, HYMN 28. P. M. 7. To day, the season of mercy. 2 Hasten, mercy to implore; sun: Stay not for the morrow's sun; 4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest; 1 HYMŃ 29. L. M. The striving of the spirit. And pointed to the coming wrath, And warn'd thee from that wrath 16 fe 3 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice, It was the Spirit's gracious call, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. Thy last accepted time may be; Inviting. HYMN 30. L. M. Christ knocking at the heart of the sinner. ན B EHOLD a stranger at the door! He gently knocks, has knock'd be- Hath waited long-is waiting still; 2 Oh, lovely attitude, he stands 1 Oh, matchless kindness! and he shows This matchless kindness to his foes! 3 But will he prove a friend indeed? He will; the very friend you need; The friend of sinners-yes, 'tis He, With garments dy'd on Calvary. 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine, Turn out his enemy and thine, That soul-destroying monster sin, And let the heav'nly stranger in. 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn, His feet departed ne'er return; Admit him, or the hour's at hand, You'll at his door rejected stand. 1 HYMN 31. C. M. The sinner's heart opened. WE WHO is this stranger at the door, 2 I find him knocking at my heart, 3 Too long, alas! I've entertain'd Who took possession of my heart, B2 |