e 3 Why will you in the crooked ways In pain you travail all your days, 4 But he who turns to God shall live, -5 Bow to the sceptre of his word, Submit to him, your sovereign Lord, o 6 His love exceeds your highest tho❜ts; o He will forgive your numerous faults Thro' a Redeemer's blood. e a e 1 FAWCETT. HYMN 111. 8, 7 & 4. Littleton. [b] Sinners entreated to Hear. SINNI INNERS, will you scorn the message," Every sentence-O how tender!. Listen to it Every line is full of love. -2 Hear the heralds of the Gospel, News from Zion's king proclaim, To each rebel sinner-"Pardon, "Free forgiveness in his name." How important! d Free forgiveness in his name! -3 Tempted souls, they bring you succour; Fearful hearts, they quell your fears; e And with news of consolation, Chase away the falling tears: Tender heralds o Chase away the falling tears. -4 False professors, grovelling worldlings, Callous hearers of the word, e While the messengers address you; We entreat you, d Take the warnings they afford: e 5 Who hath our report believed? Who embrac'd the news of pardon, P Can you slight it- p Rebel sinners Glad the message will obey. HYMN 112. 7s. Fairfax. [b*] ALLEN. Burdened Sinners invited to Christ. Matt. ix, 23. 1 COM On him all your burdens roll, He can wound, and he make whole. In his word he's passing by. 3 Naked, guilty, poor, and blind, 1 DECOURCY. HYMN 113. 8s & 7s. Calvary. [b] JHear, thy humble suppliant's cry; Let me know thy great salvation; e 2 Guilty, but with heart relenting, e 3 Whither should a wretch be flying, -8 On the word thy blood hath sealed, e 9 In the world of endless ruin, o 10 Sav'd-the deed shall spread new glory s Angels sing the pleasing story, All enraptur'd with thy love. TURNER. HYMN 114. L. M. Geneva. [b*] 1L See Adam's race in ruin lie; Sin spreads its trophies o'er the ground, And scatters slaughter'd millions round. e 2 And can these mould'ring corpses live, And can these perish'd bones revive? -That, mighty God, to thee is known; That wondrous work is all thy own. 3 Thy ministers are sent in vain, To prophesy upon the slaine In vain they call, in vain they cry, -Till thine almighty aid is nigh. o 4 But if thy Spirit deign to breathe, Life spreads through all the realms of death; o 5 So when thy trumpet's awful sound DODDRIDGE. HYMN 115. C. M. Mear.` [*] The stoutest rebel must resign, e 2 Deep are the wounds thine arrows give, They pierce the hardest heart; o Thy smiles of grace the slain revive, And joy succeeds to smart. g 3 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh, Go forth, great Prince, triumphantly, -4 And when thy vict'ries are complete, Shall round the throne of mercy meet, e 5 O may my humble soul be found, o And I with them thy praise will sound, Throughout Emmanuel's land. WALLIN. HYMN 116. L. M. Bath. [*] e 1 WHILE I to grief my soul gave way, To see the work of God decline, -Methought I heard the Saviour say, • 3 "Take down thy long neglected harp, HYMN 117. C. M. Plymouth. [b*] God's regard to the actively Pious. Matt. iii, 16, 17. 1HE Lord on mortal worms looks down, From his celestial throne; THE And when the wicked swarm around, He well discerns his own. e 2 He sees the tender hearts, that mourn -3 Low in the social band he bows And, while his angels sing around, o 4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep In the Redeemer's book of life, d 5 "Yes," saith the Lord, "the world shall know 6 "When deluges of fiery wrath "My foes away shall bear; "That hand which strikes the wicked thro', "Shall all my children spare." DODDRIDGE. HYMN 118. C. M. Windsor. [b] 1 Prayer for spiritual Healing. THOU great Physician of the soul, My raging malady control, And heal me by thy grace. 2 Help me to state my whole complaint; Nor words, nor thoughts can fully paint, 3 It lies not in a single part, But through my frame is spread; A burning fever in my heart, A palsy in my head. 4 It makes me deaf, and dumb, and blind, It And impotent, and lame; over clouds, and fills my mind, (A thousand evil thoughts intrude, Which indispose me for my food, |