2 Turn to Christ your longing eyes, See, in Him, your sins forgiven, Rev Rowland Hill (1744-1833) 1774. 410 The Heart breaking before the Cross. 2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed, 3 Wilt thou let Him bleed in vain? blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation, His blood flows most freely, in streams of salvation. praise Him again, when we pass over Jordan, We'll praise Him again, when we pass over Jordan. "O come to the merciful Saviour." IO COME to the merciful Saviour that calls you, O come to the Lord who forgives and forgets; Though dark be the fortune on earth that befalls you, 2 There's a bright home above, where the sun never sets. O come then to Jesus, whose arins are extended To fold His dear children in closest embrace. O come, for your exile will shortly be ended, And Jesus will show you His beautiful face. 3 Then come to the Saviour, whose mercy grows brighter The longer you look at the depths of His love; And fear not, 'tis Jesus, and life's cares grow lighter As you think of the home and the glory a bove. Rev. Frederick William Faber. (1814-1863.) 1849. ab. EXPOSTULATION. 11. Rev. Josiah Hopkins. (1786-1862.) 1830. I. O TURN ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die, When God in great mercy is coming so nigh? Now Jesus invites you, the Spirit says, "come!"And angels are waiting to welcome you home 2 Howvain the delusion, that, while you delay, 4 In riches, in pleasures, what can you obtain, Your hearts may grow better by staying away! To soothe your affliction or banish your pain? Come wretched, come starving, come just as To bear up your spirit when summoned to die, you be, Or waft you to mansions of glory on high? While streams of salvation are flowing so free. 3 And now Christ is ready your souls to re- 5 Why will you be starving, and feeding on air ́ ceive; There's mercy in Jesus, enough and to spare; O how can you question, if you will believe? If still you are doubting, make trial and see, If sin is your burden, why will you not come ? And prove that His mercy is boundless and 'Tis you He bids welcome; He bids you come home. free. Rev. Josiah Hopkins. 1830 2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, 3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Balm that flows for every wound, Rest eternal, sacred, sure. Mrs Anna Lætitia Barbauld. (1743-1825.) 1825. ab and [alt. He the fatal cause demands, 2 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? 3 Sinners, turn, why will ye die? God, the Spirit, asks you why; Rev. Charles Wesley. (1708-1788.) 1745. ab. |