Portsmouth New.] HYMN 6. 4 6's & 2 8's. 1 BLOW ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, The year To earth's remotest bound; 2 Jesus, our great High Priest, 3 5 Ye mournful souls, be glad; The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Extol the Lamb of God, The all-atoning Lamb; Throughout the world proclaim; The year of Jubilee is come; Ye slaves of sin and hell, The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. Ye who have sold for nought The gift of Jesu's love; The year of Jubilee is come; The Gospel trumpet hear, The news of heavenly grace; 1 The year of Jubilee is come; Harmony.] HYMN 7. . 10's & 11's. ALL that pass by, To Jesus draw near; He utters a cry, Ye sinners give ear! From hell to retrieve you, He spreads out his hands; Now, now to receive you, He graciously stands. 2 If any man thirst, And happy would be, 5 O hasten the hour, Send down from above 6 The spirit of faith, Of faith in thy blood, Harmony.] HYMN 8. 10's & 11's. THY 1HY faithfulness, Lord, Each moment we find, So true to thy word, So loving and kind; Thy mercy so tender To all the lost race, Ye all may find favour, Who come at his call, 3 To save what was lost From heaven he came; Come, sinners, and trust In Jesus's name! He offers you pardon; He bids you be free; "If sin be your burden, O come unto me !" 4 O let me commend My Saviour to you; The publican's Friend, And Advocate too: For you he is pleading His merits and death; With God interceding For sinners beneath. 5 Then let us submit, His grace to receive; Fall down at his feet, And gladly believe : We all are forgiven, For Jesus's sake: Our title to heaven, His merits we take. 1 Turin.] HYMN 9. 6 lines 7's. W EARY souls that wander wide Fly to those dear wounds of his : 2 Find in Christ the way of peace, 3 O believe the record true, God to you his Son hath given; Ye may now be happy too; 4 This the universal bliss, 1. Bliss for every soul design'd; Asbury.] HYMN 10. C. M. OVERS of pleasure more than God, Swearers, for you he spilt his blood: 2 Misers, his life for you he paid, 3 The God of love to earth he came, 4 Belive in him who died for thee, 1 Nazareth.] HYMN 11. L. M. WAKE, Jerusalem, awake, 1 2 Shake off the dust that blinds thy sight, And hides the promise from thine eyes: Arise, and struggle into light, The great Deliverer calls, Arise! 3 Shake off the bands of sad despair, Sion, assert thy liberty; Look up, thy broken heart prepare, And God shall set the captive free. 4 Vessels of mercy, sons of grace, Be purg'd from every sinful stain, Nor bear his hallow'd name in vain. Bishop.] HYMN 12. L. M. H'Tis God invites the fallen race; O! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh; Mercy and free salvation buy, Buy wine, and milk, and Gospel-grace. 2 Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker's call; "Return ye weary wand'rers, home, And find my grace is free for all." 3 See from the rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls; |