3 Every secret fault confessing,
Deed unrighteous, thought of sin,
Seize, O seize the proffered blessing,
Grace from God, and peace within!
Heart and voice with rapture swelling,
Still the song of glory raise;
On the theme immortal dwelling,
Join the universal praise.
The Gospel Advancing.
1 BRIGHTER shines the gospel day
On our Zion's mountains;
Clearer has become the way
To her living fountains.
Hark! the stirring trumpet tone
Hath o'er every hill-top flown;
Error's hosts retiring see!
Superstition's minions flee!
2 From the luring haunts of sin
Where the soul is blighted,
Christ invites-come enter in
To the temple lighted
With the beams of pardoning love-
With the wisdom from above;
Leave the woes of sin behind,
And a rest perpetual find.
3 Come from error's hoary shrine,
Jew or Gentile seeking
For the way of life divine-
Hear this voice now speaking!
Willing hearts and hands prepare
Christ's redeeming grace to share;
Join our triumph-strain, and sing
Zion's Universal King.
The Fountain of Living Waters.
10 WHAT amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found!
Suited to every sinner's case,
Who hears the joyful sound.
2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds
Your every burden bring;
Here love, unchanging love, abounds,
A deep, celestial spring.
3 This spring with living water flows,
And heavenly joy imparts;
Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose,
And drink with thankful hearts.
Now to the Father come;
The Lord is calling, "Seek my face,
And I will guide you home."
2 The Saviour bids you speed;
O, wherefore then delay?
He calls in love; he sees your need:
He bids you come to-day.
3 To-day the prize is won;
The promise is to save;
Then, O, be wise; to-morrow's sun
May shine upon your grave.
Invitation to the Gospel Feast.
1 YE wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Behold a royal feast,
Where mercy spreads her bounteous stcre,
For every humble guest!
2 See, Jesus stands with open arms!
He calls, he bids you come ;-
Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms,-
But see, there yet is room!
3 Come then, and with his people taste
The blessings of his love;
While hope attends the sweet repast,
Of nobler joys above.
4 There, with united heart and voice,
Before the eternal throne,
Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice
In ecstasies unknown.
5 And yet ten thousand thousand more
Are welcome still to come:
Ye longing souls, the grace adore ;-
Approach, there yet is room.
1 FROM the holy mount above,
Glowing in the light of love,
What melodious sounds we hear,
Bursting on the ravished ear!
“At the feast there yet is room—
Come and welcome, sinner, come.
2 "Thou shalt be a welcome guest,
By the Lord divinely blest ;-
In the word of truth believe,-
All thy sinful pleasures leave,
And no more in darkness roam,
Come and welcome, sinner, come.
3 "God is thy unchanging Friend;
He will love thee to the end,
And at last thy soul convey
To the realms of endless day,
To a blessed spirit-home,-
Come and welcome, sinner, come."
The Sinner entreated to awake.
1 SINNER, rouse thee from thy sleep;
Wake, and o'er thy folly weep;
Raise thy spirit, dark and dead ;
Jesus waits his light to shed.
2 Wake from sleep; arise from death;
See the bright and living path;
Watchful, tread that path; be wise;
Leave thy folly; seek the skies.
3 Leave thy folly; cease from crime;
From this hour redeem thy time;
Life secure without delay;
Brief is this thy mortal day.
4 0, then, rouse thee from thy sleep;
Wake, and o'er thy folly weep;
Jesus calls from death and night;
Jesus waits to shed his light.
The Gospel gives Peace and Rest.
1 PEACE, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the notes of woe;
Cease thy complaints, suppress thy groan,
And let thy tears forget to flow:
Behold the precious balm is found,
Which lulls thy pain, which heals thy wound.
2 Come, freely come, by sin oppressed,
Unburden here the weighty load,
Here find thy refuge and thy rest,
And trust the mercy of thy God:
Thy God's thy Father,-glorious word!
Forever love and praise the Lord.
3 As spring the winter, day the night,
Peace sorrow's gloom shall chase away, And smiling joy, a seraph bright,
Shall tend thy steps and near thee stay; Whilst glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own.
1 PILGRIM, burdened with thy sin,
Come the way to Zion's gate,
There, till mercy speaks within,
Knock, and weep, and watch and wait-
Knock-he knows the sinner's cry,
Weep-he loves the mourner's tears,
Watch for saving grace is nigh,
Wait-till heavenly grace appears.
2 Hark, it is thy Saviour's voice!
"Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest."
Now within the gate rejoice,
Safe, and owned, and bought and blest—
Safe from all the lures of vice,
Owned by joys the contrite know,
Bought by love and life the price,
Blest-the mighty debt to owe!
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