Angels and men before it fall;
And devils fear and fly.

2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear,
The Name to sinners given;
It scatters all their guilty fear;
And turns their hell to heaven.
3 Jesus the prisoner's fetters breaks,
And bruises Satan's head;

Power into strengthless souls it speaks,
And life into the dead.

4 O that the world might taste and see
The riches of His grace!

The arms of love which compass me,
Would all mankind embrace.

5 0 that my Jesu's heavenly charms
Might every bosom move!

Fly, sinners, fly into those arms
Of everlasting Love.

6 Sinners, behold the Lamb of God,
On Him your spirits stay;
He bears the universal load,
He takes your sins away.

7 Happy, if with my latest breath
I may but gasp His Name;
Preach Him to all, and cry in death,
"Behold, behold the Lamb!"

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YE neighbours, and friends Of Jesus, draw

near;

His love condescends, By titles so dear.
To call and invite you His triumphs to prove,
And freely delight you In Jesus's love.

2 The Shepherd who died His sheep to redeem, On every side Are gathered to Him

The weary and burdened, The reprobate

race;

And wait to be pardoned Through Jesus's grace.

3 The blind are restored Through Jesus's

name;

They see their dear Lord, And follow the Lamb;

The halt they are walking, And running their

race;

The dumb they are talking Of Jesus's praise. 4 The deaf hear His voice, And comforting word,

It bids them rejoice In Jesus their Lord, "Thy sins are forgiven, Accepted thou art;" They listen, and heaven Springs up in their heart.

5 The lepers from all Their spots are made clean;

The dead by His call Are raised from their sin;

In Jesu's compassion The sick find a cure; And gospel salvation Is preached to the poor. 6 To us and to them Is published the word: Then let us proclaim Our life-giving Lord, Who now is reviving His work in our days, And mightily striving To save us by grace. 7 O Jesus, ride on, Till all are subdued; Thy mercy maké known, And sprinkle Thy blood,

Display Thy salvation, And teach the new song

To every nation, And people, and tongue.

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TIME AND ETERNITY.

THE GOSPEL CALL URGED.

L.M.

DWIGHT.

WHILE life prolongs its precious light,

Mercy is found, and peace is given; But soon, ah! soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day! How sweet the gospel's charming sound!

Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found." 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave, Before His bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise, No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. 5 Now God invites-how blest the day! How sweet the gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste, oh, haste away, While yet a pardoning God is found.

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S.M.

DODDRIDGE.

Ye know not what shall be on the morrow.

James iv. 14.

T O-MORROW, Lord, is Thine,

Lodged in Thy sovereign hand;

And if its sun arise and shine,
It shines by Thy command.
2 The present moment flies,
And bears our life away;
O make Thy servants truly wise,
That they may live to-day.

3 Since on this winged hour
Eternity is hung,

4

5

Waken by Thine Almighty power
The aged and the young.

One thing demands our care;
O be it still pursued;

Lest, slighted once, the season fair
Should never be renewed.

To Jesus may we fly

Swift as the morning light,

Lest life's young golden beams should die In sudden endless night.

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TIME is earnest, passing by;
Death is earnest, drawing nigh:
Sinner, wilt thou trifling be?
Time and death appeal to thee.
2 Life is earnest: when 'tis o'er,
Thou returnest never more,
Soon to meet eternity,

Wilt thou never serious be?
3 God is earnest: kneel and pray,
Ere thy season pass away;
Ere He set His judgment throne;
Ere the day of grace be gone.
4 Christ is earnest, bids thee come;
Paid, thy spirit's priceless sum;
Wilt thou spurn thy Saviour's love,
Pleading with thee from above?
5 O be earnest, do not stay;

Thou may'st perish e'en to-day.
Rise, thou lost one, rise and flee!
Lo! thy Saviour waits for thee.

407 PASS

L.M.

DYER.

C. WESLEY.
a few swiftly-fleeting years,
And all that now in bodies live,
Shall quit, like me, the vale of tears,
Their righteous sentence to receive.
2 But all, before they hence remove,
May mansions for themselves prepare
In that eternal house above;
And, O! my God, shall I be there!

408

L.M.

C. WESLEY.

GL of my
YOD of my life preserved by grace,

amidst the fire!

Teach me to count aright my days,
With wisdom pure my heart inspire.
2 In number as my days decrease,
In value, Lord, I know they rise;

And every moment makes them less,
And brings me nearer to the skies;

S If taught by Thee my hours to' improve,
My hours I on account receive,
And live to win Thy precious love,
And only to Thy glory live.

4 Thy Spirit now if Thou infuse,
My latter end I wisely weigh,

No more the' important moments lose, No more neglect to watch and pray! 5 This instant now I cease from sin, This instant now I turn to Thee, And trust Thy blood to make me clean From all, from all impurity.

6 Stirr'd up to seek the God unknown,
My soul awakes to righteousness,

And strives, and pants, and wrestles on,
For power to live and die in peace.

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THIS is the field-the world below,

In which the sowers came to sow,-
Jesus the wheat, Satan the tares;
For so the word of truth declares;
And soon the reaping-time will come,
And angels shout the harvest home.
2 Most awful truth!-and is it so?
Must all the world the harvest know?
Is every man the wheat or tare?
Then for the harvest, O prepare!
For soon, &c.

3 To love my sins-a saint to appear-
To grow with wheat-and be a tare,
May serve me whilst on earth below,
Where tares and wheat together grow:
But soon, &c.

4 But all who truly righteous be,
Their Father's kingdom then shall see;
Shine like the sun for ever there:
He that hath ears, then let him hear;
For soon, &c.