3 Thus, o'er empty pitchers mourning, 4 Christ, the mists of sin dispelling, 5 Future prospects rich in blessing 1 85. Invitations of mercy. (MAT. XI. 28.) OME, said Jesus' sacred voice; Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to. your home; Weary pilgrim, hither come ! 2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, 3 Ye who, tost on beds of pain, 4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, Here repose your heavy care: 5 Sinner, come! for here is found 1 86. The grace of God extended to all mankind, (2 PETER III. 8, 9.) HOUGH now, ye just, the time appears TProtracted, dark, unknown, An hour, a day, a thousand years To heaven's great Lord are one. 2 Still all may share his sovereign grace, The meek, the suppliant, contrite race 3 The contrite race he counts his friends, 1 Condemns reluctant, but extends 87. The grace of God extended to all mankind. (LUKE XIII. 28-30.) HENCE be the narrow mind, that views The savage with disdain ! Hence be the arrogance, that dares 2 For ever open are thy doors, By every people, kindred, tongue, 3 While guilty Christians shuddering see There shall the children of the South, 4 To them may simple Nature prove 1 GREAT GOD! and shall thy promised, grace Extend through all creation? And wilt thou shew thy glorious face 2 Yes, in thy changeless word we see With heavenly joys rewarded! BOOK III. Hymns relating to the Character, Duties and Happiness of the Christian. 1 SA 89. "Ye are the salt of the earth.” (MAT. V. 13.) ALT of the earth, ye virtuous few, Light of the world, whose cheering ray 2 Where Misery spreads her deepest shade, 3 By dying beds, in prison glooms, 4 You wash with tears the bloody page, Which human crimes deform; When vengeance threats, your prayers ascend, And break the gathering storm. 5 In every faith, through every clime, And shrines are drest, and temples rise, 6 Proceed! Your race of glory run! 1 2 3 4 You come commissioned from on high, reward is sure. And your 90. The active Christian. (LUKE XII. 35–38;) YE servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait, Observant of his heavenly word, Let all your lamps be bright, Gird up your loins, as in his sight,' Watch,-'tis your Lord's command; O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honour crowned. |