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AS there ever kindest shepherd,
As the Saviour who would have us
Come and gather round His feet? 2 There is welcome for the sinner,
And more graces for the good;
There is healing in His blood. 3 There is plentiful redemption
In the blood that has been shed;
In the sorrows of the Head.
Of new worlds as great as this ;
In that upper home of bliss.
And, oh, come not doubting thus,
His huge tenderness for us.
We should take Him at His word;
F. W. FABER. 277 THE Saviour calls,
let every ear Attend the heavenly sound ; Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, : Hope smiles reviving round.
2 For every thirsty, longing heart,
Here streams of bounty flow,
To banish mortal woe. 3 Ye sinners, come! 'tis mercy's voice;
The gracious call obey;
And can you yet delay? 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts,
To Thee let sinners fly,
And drink, and never die.
MO-DAY Thy mercy calls us
To wash away our sin,
Whatever we have been :
Our hearts have turned away,
Ănd make us white to-day. 2 To-day Thy gate is open,
And all who enter in
And pardon for their sin.
A present joy be given,
3 To-day our Father calls us ;
His Holy Spirit waits ;
Around the heavenly gates :
How often we have come ;
It is our Father's home!
O ever-open door !
When heart and eye run o'er?
To drive us to despair,
One ear will hear our prayer !
-MORROW, Lord, is Thine,
Lodged in Thy sovereign hand ;
It shines by Thy command.
And bears our life away ;
That they may live to-day ! 3 Since on this wingèd hour
Eternity is hung,
The aged and the young.
4 One thing demands our care ;
O be it still pursued !
Should never be renewed. 5
To Jesus may we fly,
Swift as the morning light, Lest life's young golden beams should die In sudden, endless night.
78. WEA CEARY souls that wander wide
From the central point of bliss,
Wash in His atoning blood,
Rise into the life of God. ? Find in Christ the
peace, Peace unspeakable, unknown: By His pain He gives you ease, Life by His expiring groan:
Rise, exalted by His fall,
Find in Christ your all in all. 3 O believe the record true,
God to you His Son hath given !
Live the life of heaven above,
75. WELCOME, Welcome! sinner, hear!
Hang not back through shame or
Mercy is proclaimed to all.
; Rise and come- He calleth thee. 3 Welcome, weeping penitent; Grace has made thy heart relent;
Welcome, long estrangèd child ;
God in Christ is reconciled. 4 All ye weary and distrest, Welcome to relief and rest!
All is ready : hear the call,
There is ample room for all. 5 O the virtue of that price, That redeeming sacrifice !
Come, ye bought, but not with gold ;
Could He more than shed His blood ?