Angels and men before it fall; 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear, Power into strengthless souls it speaks, 4 O that the world might taste and see The arms of love which compass me, 5 0 that my Jesu's heavenly charms Fly, sinners, fly into those arms 6 Sinners, behold the Lamb of God, 7 Happy, if with my latest breath 403 (629) 10s & 11s. C. WESLEY. YE neighbours, and friends Of Jesus, draw near; His love condescends, By titles so dear. 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. 404 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. 405 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, 3 Since on this winged hour 4 5 Waken by Thine Almighty power One thing demands our care; Lest, slighted once, the season fair To Jesus may we fly Swift as the morning light, Lest life's young golden beams should die In sudden endless night. 406 4-7s. TIME is earnest, passing by; Wilt thou never serious be? Thou may'st perish e'en to-day. 407 PASS L.M. DYER. C. WESLEY. 408 L.M. C. WESLEY. GL of my amidst the fire! Teach me to count aright my days, And every moment makes them less, S If taught by Thee my hours to' improve, 4 Thy Spirit now if Thou infuse, 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, And strives, and pants, and wrestles on, L.M. 6 lines. 409 (159) In which the sowers came to sow,- 3 To love my sins-a saint to appear- 4 But all who truly righteous be, |