4. The gospel now invites you, From all the law's alarms: 5. And ye that now are wand'ring 66 6. "My invitation freely, "My grace is still abounding, "Q come, and drink your HYMN 6. (D. C. M.) Praise to God. fill." ISING to the great Jehovah's praise, Who kindly lengthens out our days, Whose providence has brought us through, We all with vows and anthems, now CHORUS. A Saviour let creation sing, 2 Father, thy mercies past we own, To thee presenting, through thy Son, While on in Jesus' steps we go, A Saviour, &c. 3 Our residue of days or hours, A rill, a stream, a torrent flows, O sweep the nations, shake the earth, A Saviour, &c, 4 And when thou mak'st thy jewels up, And sets thy starry crown ; 1 When all thy sparkling gems shall shine, YE HYMN 7. (C. M.) Heaven. E souls that trust in Christ rejoice, Let ev'ry christian raise his voice, Where God unveils his lovely face, Walks in rich garments, dipt in blood, 4 Where ransom'd sinners sound God's praise Th' angelic host among, Sing the rich wonders of his grace, And Jesus leads the song. 5 Where saints are free from ev'ry load God dwells in them and they in God, Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heard, All that the blood of Christ procur'd, 7 Lord, as thou shew'st thy glory there, HYMN 8. (6-8s.) Wrestling Jacob. 1 COME, O thou Traveller unknown, Whom still I hold, but cannot see! My company before is gone, And I am left alone with thee: With thee all night I mean to stay, And wrestle till the break of day. 2 I need not tell thee who I am, My misery or sin declare; Thyself hath called me by my name, Look on thy hands, and read it there: But who, I ask thee, who art Thou! Tell me thy Name, and tell me now. 3 In vain thou strugglest to get free, I never will unloose my hold; Art thou the Man that died for me? The secret of thy love unfold: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy Name, thy Nature know. 4 Wilt thou not yet to me reveal Thy new, unutterable Name? O, tell me, I beseech thee, tell; To know it now resolved I am : Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy Name, thy Nature know. $ 'Tis all in vain to hold thy tongue, Or touch the hollow of my thigh; Tho' ev'ry sinew were unstrung, Out of my arms thou shalt not fly: Wrestling, I will not let thee go, Till I thy Name, thy Nature know. 6 What though my shrinking flesh complain And murmur to contend so long? I rise superior to my pain: When I am weak, then I am strong: And when my all of strength doth fail, I shall with the God-man prevail. 1 CO HYMN 9. (P. M.) Welcome to Christ. OME, ye sinners, poor and needy, Jesus ready stands to save you, Full of pity, love, and pow'r. CHORUS. Turn to the Lord, and seek salvation, Christ the Lord is come to reign. 2 Now, ye needy! come, and welcome; God's free bounty glorify; |