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340 Unto us which are saved it is

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the power of God.-1 Cor. 1, 18.

GOD, in the gospel of His Son,

Makes His eternal counsels known; Tis here His richest mercy shines, And truth is drawn in fairest lines. 2 Here Jesus in ten thousand ways His soul-attracting charms displays, Recounts His poverty and pains, And tells His love in melting strains. 3 Wisdom its dictates here imparts, To form our minds, to cheer our hearts;

Its influence makes the sinner live, It bids the drooping saint revive. 4 Our raging passions it controls, And comfort yields to contrite souls; It brings a better world in view, And guides us all our journey through. 5 May this blest volume ever lie Close to my heart and near my eye; Till life's last hour my thoughts enAnd be my chosen heritage! [gage,

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341 Thy testimonies have I taken as a

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heritage for ever.-Ps. 119, 111.

ORD, I have made Thy word my choice,

My lasting heritage:

There shall my noblest powers rejoice,
My warmest thoughts engage.

2 I'll read the histories of Thy love,
And keep Thy laws in sight,
While through Thy promises I rove
With ever-fresh delight.

3 Tis a broad land of wealth unknown,
Where springs of life arise,

Seeds of immortal bliss are sown,
And hidden glory lies.

4 The best relief that mourners have,
It makes our sorrows blest;

Our fairest hope beyond the grave,
And our eternal rest.

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342 The entrance of Thy words giveth

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light.-Ps. 119, 130.

HE Spirit breathes upon the Word, And brings the truth to sight, Precepts and promises afford A sanctifying light.

2 A glory gilds the sacred page,
Majestic, like the sun;

It gives a light to every age-
It gives, but borrows none.

3 The hand that gave it still supplies
The gracious light and heat:
Its truths upon the nations rise-
They rise, but never set.

4 Let everlasting thanks be Thine,
For such a bright display,

As makes a world of darkness shine
With beams of heavenly day.

5 My soul rejoices to pursue
The steps of Him I love,
Till glory breaks upon my view
In brighter worlds above.

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343 We preach Christ crucified.—

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1 Cor. 1, 23.

HRIST and His cross is all our theme;
The mysteries that we speak

Are scandal in the Jew's esteem,

And folly to the Greek.

2 But souls enlightened from above With joy receive the word;

They see what wisdom, power, and love, Shine in their dying Lord.

3 The vital savour of His name,

Restores their fainting breath; While unbelief perverts the same, To guilt, despair, and death,

THE WORD OF GOD:

ITS INVITATIONS AND PROMISES.

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344 Him that cometh to Me, I will in no

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wise cast out.-John 6, 37.

WELCOME, welcome! sinner, hear!

Hang not back through shame or

Doubt not, nor distrust the call; [fear;
Mercy is proclaimed to all.

2 Welcome to the offered peace;
Welcome, prisoner, to release:
Burst thy bonds; be saved; be free:
Rise and come-He calleth thee.
3 Welcome, weeping penitent;
Grace has made thy heart relent:
Welcome, long estranged child;
God in Christ is reconciled.

4 Welcome to the cleansing fount,
Springing from the sacred mount;
Welcome to the feast divine,
Bread of life, and living wine.
5 All ye weary and distrest,
Welcome to relief and rest:
All is ready; hear the call;
There is ample room for all.

6 None can come that shall not find
Mercy called whom Grace inclined;
Nor shall any willing heart
Hear the bitter word-Depart!

7 Oh! the virtue of that price,
That redeeming sacrifice!

Come, ye bought, but not with gold,
Welcome to the sacred fold.

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345 Come unto Me, all ye that labour

and are heavy laden.-Matt. 11, 28.

COME, ye sinners, poor and wretched

Come, tis mercy's welcome hour; Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity joined with power; He is able,

He is willing: doubt no more.

20 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 His 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 View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground the Saviour lies!-
On the bloody tree behold Him!
Hear Him cry before He dies,
It is finished!

Sinner, will not this suffice?
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.

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346 Take My yoke upon you, and learn

of Me.-Matt. 11, 29.

OME, ye souls, by sin afflicted,

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Bowed with fruitless sorrow down,

By the broken law convicted,

By the tempter's snares undone

Look to Jesus!

Mercy flows through Him alone.

2 Take His easy yoke and wear it,
Love will make obedience sweet;
Christ will give you strength to bear it,
While His wisdom guides your feet
Safe to glory,

Where His ransomed captives meet.
3 Sweet as home to pilgrims weary,
Light to newly opened eyes,
Flowing springs in deserts dreary,
Is the rest the cross supplies:
All who taste it,

Shall to rest immortal rise.

4 Blessed are the eyes that see Him;
Blest the ears that hear His voice;
Blessed are the souls that trust Him,
And in Him alone rejoice;

His commandments

Then become their happy choice. 5 But to sing the rest of glory,

Mortal tongues far short must fall; Tongues celestial strive to reach it, But it soars beyond them all;

Faith, and Hope, and Love desire it, But it overwhelms them all.

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347 Let your soul delight itself in

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fatness.-Isa. 55, 2.

LET every mortal ear attend,

And every heart rejoice;

The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.

2 O all ye hungry starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,

And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind.

3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared
A soul-reviving feast:
And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.

4 O ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die;

Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry.