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'Tis Jesus, the first and the last,
Whose Spirit shall guide us safe home,
We'll praise him for all that is past,
And trust him for all that's to come.

HYMN 329.

S. M.

HART.

1ONCE viour's name,

NCE more, before we part,

Record his mercies, every heart;
Sing, every tongue, the same.

2 Receive his sacred word,
And feed thereon and grow;
Go on to seek, to know the Lord,
And practise what you know.

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HYMN 330. C. M.

Num. vi. 25, 26.

TERNAL Sun of Righteousness,
Display thy beams divine;

Now may the glory of thy face

Upon our darkness shine.

2 Light, in thy light, Oh, may we see→→→ Thy grace and mercy proveReviv'd, and cheer'd, and blest by thee, The God of pard'ning love.

3 Lift up thy countenance serene,
And let each happy child

Behold, without a cloud between,
His Father reconcil'd.

4 On us the blessing now bestow,
The joy of sins forgiv'n,

Sweet peace and holiness below,
And then the joys of heav'n.

HYMN 331. 6, 4. HILL'S COL.

1G Let heav'n and earth reply,

LORY to God on high,

Praise ye his name!

Angels his love adore,
Who all our sorrows bore,
And saints sing, evermore,
Worthy the Lamb."

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2 Ye, who surround the throne,
Cheerfully join in one,
Praising his name!

Ye, who have felt his blood,
Sealing your peace with God,
Sound his dear name abroad;
"Worthy the Lamb."

3 Soon must we change our place,
Yet will we never cease
Praising his name!

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Still will we tribute bring,
Hail him our gracious King,
And through all ages sing,
"Worthy the Lamb."

THE SINNER AWAKENED.

HYMN 332. L. M.

STRONG.

ALAS, alas, how blind I've been,

How little of myself I've seen.! Sportive I sail'd the sensual tide, Thoughtless of God, whom I defy'd. 2 Oft have I heard of heav'n, and hell, Where bliss and wo eternal dwell; But mock'd the threats of truth divine, And scorn'd the place where angels shine. 3 My heart has long refus'd the blood Of Jesus, the descending God;

And guilty passion boldly broke
The holy law which heav'n had spoke.
4 Th' alluring world control'd my choice;
When conscience spake, I hush'd its voice;
Securely laugh'd along the road,
Which hapless millions first had trod.

5 But now, th' Almighty God comes near
And fills my soul with awful fear-
Perhaps I sink to endless pain,
Nor hear the voice of joy again.

HYMN 333. L. M.

My Spirit shall not always strive.

HYDE.

Gen. vi. 3.

Soft whisper'd to thy secret soul,

AY, sinner, hath a voice within,

Urg'd thee to leave the ways of sin, And yield thy heart to God's control? 2 Hath something met thee in the path Of worldliness and vanity, And pointed to the coming wrath,

And warn'd thee from that wrath to flee ?

3 Sinner, it was a heav'nly voice,

It was the Spirit's gracious call, It bade thee make the better choice, And haste to seek in Christ thine all. 4 Spurn not the call to life and light; Regard in time the warning kind; That call thou may'st not always slight, And yet the gate of mercy find. 5 God's Spirit will not always strive With harden'd, self-destroying man ; Ye, who persist his love to grieve, May never hear his voice again. 6 Sinner-perhaps this very day,

Thy last accepted time may be ; Oh, should'st thou grieve him now away, Then hope may never beam on thee.

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AND does the Spirit kindly move

To wake my drowsy heart;

And shall I slight and grieve his love,
And bid him hence depart?

2 Shall I the tempter's voice believe,
And still refuse to pray,
And thus the Holy Spirit grieve,
And bid him go his way?—

3 This solemn warning, once receiv'd,
I dare no longer slight;
The Holy Spirit often griev'd,
May take his final flight.

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HYMN 335. S. M.

HYDE.

Grieve not the Spirit. Eph. iv. 30.

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ND canst thou, sinner, slight
The call of love divine?

Shall God, with tenderness invite,
And gain no thought of thine?

2 Wilt thou not cease to grieve
The Spirit from thy breast,
Till he thy wretched soul shall leave
With all thy sins opprest?

3 To-day, a pard'ning God

Will hear the suppliant pray; To-day, a Saviour's cleansing blood Will wash thy guilt away.

4 But, grace so dearly bought, If yet thou wilt despise,

Thy fearful doom with vengeance fraught, Will fill thee with surprise.

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