3 Hear ye how kindly he invites;

O, hear those words so blest: "All ye that labour, come to me, And I will give you rest."

4 What love o'erflowed that gentle heart,
As on the cross he lay,

That e'en his murderers could forgive,
And for their pardon pray.

5 Dear Jesus-Joy of saints on high,
Thou Hope of sinners here,
Attracted by those loving words,
O, let our hearts draw near!

6 Wash thou our wounds in that dear blood
Which from thy side doth flow;
New hope and grace inspire, O Lord,
A purer heart bestow.

But that thy blood was shed for me,
And that thou bidd'st me come to thee,
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

L. M.

2 Just as I am-and waiting not,
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot,
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

3 Just as I am-though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without-
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

4 Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind:
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

5 Just as I am-thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve,
Because thy promise I believe-
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

6 Just as I am―thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now to be thine, yea, thine alone,
I come, O Lamb of God, I come.

7 Just as I am-of that free love

The breadth, length, depth, and height to prove, Here for a season, then above

I

come, O Lamb of God, I come.

142

Renouncing the World.

1 COME, my fond fluttering heart,
Come, struggle to be free;
Thou and the world must part,
However hard it be:

My trembling spirit owns it just,
But cleaves yet closer to the dust.

2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear,
Ye dearest idols, fall;

My love ye must not share,
Jesus shall have it all:

'Tis bitter pain, 'tis cruel smart,
But O, thou must consent, my heart.

3 Ye fair enchanting throng,

Ye golden dreams, farewell:
Earth has prevailed too long,

And now I break the spell:
Ye cherished joys of early years-
Jesus, forgive these parting tears.

40 may I feel thy worth,

And let no idol dare,

No vanity of earth,

With thee, my Lord, compare; Now bid all worldly joys depart, And reign supremely in my heart.

H. M.

143

Giving up the World.

1 I LEAVE the world, its boasted store

Of pleasures that must quickly end: I prize its vanities no more,

Since I have found the sinner's Friend. 2 I care not if the world revile,

The world that hates my Master's cause: The world, I know, would quickly smile, Were I again what once I was.

3 Then farewell world, and farewell all That dares contest a Saviour's claims: I'll hear him and obey his call,

Regardless who approves or blames.

4 I'll praise him while he gives me breath,
Nor then will cease to sing his love:
For when my voice is lost in death,
'Twill join in nobler psalms above.

144

"Old Things are passed away." 1 LET worldly minds the world pursue,

It has no charms for me; Once I admired its trifles too,

But grace has set me free.

2 As by the light of opening day,
The stars are all concealed;

So earthly pleasures fade away,
When Jesus is revealed.

L. M.

C. M.

3 Creatures no more divide my choice,
I bid them all depart;

His name, and love, and gracious voice,
Have fixed my roving heart.

4 Now, Lord, I would be thine alone,
And wholly live to thee:

But may I hope that thou wilt own
A worthless worm like me?

5 Yes, though of sinners I'm the worst,
I cannot doubt thy will;

For if thou hadst not loved me first,
I had refused thee still.

145

The Friend of Sinners.

1 JESUS, the sinner's Friend, to thee,
Lost and undone, for aid I flee,
Weary of earth, myself, and sin,
Open thine arms and take me in.

2 Pity and save my sin-sick soul,
'Tis thou alone canst make me whole;
Dark, till in me thine image shine,
And lost I am, till thou art mine.
3 The mansion for thyself prepare;
Dispose my heart by entering there!
'Tis this alone can make me clean;
'Tis this alone can cast out sin.

L. M.