Let me Thine inner presence feel, 268 Lo L.M OUD let the tuneful trumpet sound, No debt but love, immensely great, 5 O happy souls that know the sound! God's light shall all their steps surround. And show that jubilee begun Which through eternal years shall run 269 DODDRIDGE. TOW is the accepted time, * S.N 2 Now, sinners, come without delay, Now is the accepted time, Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be saved, why not tonight? 2 To-morrow's sun may never rise To bless thy long-deluded sight; This is the time, O then be wise! Thou wouldst be saved, why not tonight? 3 Our God in pity lingers still, And wilt thou thus His love requite? Renounce at length thy stubborn will; Thou wouldst be saved, why not tonight? 4 The world has nothing left to give, It has no new, no pure delight; O try the life which Christians live! Thou wouldst be saved, why not tonight? 5 Our blessed Lord refuses none Who would to Him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun ; Thou wouldst be saved, why not tonight? MRS. REED. 271 7.6. double. JESU, Thou art standing In lowly patience waiting And lo! that Hand is scarred, O sin that hath no equal, 3 O Jesu, Thou art pleading, 272 O Lord, with shame and sorrow W. W. HOW.* ON Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry L.M. Awake, and hearken! for he brings Glad tidings of the King of kings. Then cleansed be every breast from sin; Make straight the way for God within ;' Prepare we in our hearts a home, Where such a mighty Guest may come. 3 For Thou art our Salvation, Lord, Our Refuge, and our great Reward; Without Thy grace we waste away, Like flowers that wither and decay. To heal the sick stretch out Thine hand, And bid the fallen sinner stand; Shine forth, and let Thy light restore Earth's own true loveliness once more. 5 All praise, O Saviour Christ, to Thee, Whose advent doth Thy people free ; Whom with the Father we adore, And Holy Ghost for evermore. 273 C. COFFIN, trans. J. CHANDLER. RETURN, and come to God; Cast all your sins away; S.M. Seek ye the Saviour's cleansing blood, 2 Say not, ye cannot come, 3 4 That none who ask in humble faith Say not, ye will not come; And fearful will their end be found Come, then, whoever will: Repent-believe-obey. 274 G. M. DOANE. ETURN, O wanderer, return, RE L. And seek an injured Father's face Those warm desires that in thee burn Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; His hand shall heal thy inward smart. 3 Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; |