3 Shall Jefus for admiffion fue, 4 Tis fin, alas, with tyrant pow'r, And crouds of traitors bar the door, 5 Lord, rife in all thy conqu'ring grace, 6 Ye dang'rous inmates, hence depart; STEELE. CCCCXXVIII. Returning finners. 1 ARK! what the Lord of angels fays: 2 Angelic bands rejoice to hear, 3 O, with what rapt'rous warmth they trace The methods of recov'ring grace; And feraphs with new ardour burn, 4 Fain would we, Lord, our anthems raise, PART IV. 5 When shall the day dawn on our fight, When all thy children fhall unite To blefs that love (dear morning come!) Which brings thy chofen fafely home? BOYCE. CCCCXXIX. After an alarming fubject. And has not confcience fometimes fear'd, 2 [Once and again we had a place What dying beds, what op'ning graves, 3 Have not thy fpirit's gentle gales Have not thy thunder's warning peals 4 Bleft Saviour! let thy pow'rful grace CCCCXXX. Repenting Peter. I SEE, the fad fruit of fin appears, BOYCE. But that which cofts the fervant tears Muft coft the Lord his richest blood! z The fea of tears which Peter sheds Can never purge his crimson fin, But Jefus for the finner pleads, And pours his blood to make him clean. C. WESLEY. I ER CCCCXXXI. The lofs of the Soul irreparable. 2 When thy foul its body leaves, I When the pit thy foul receives, C. WESLEY. CCCCXXXII. The Saviour's call, and the awakened foul's refolution. AND does the kind Redeemer stoop, In fuch reviving strains, Diseased finners to invite, And heal their heart-felt pains? 2 Will he on no account caft out To his kind arms, for life and grace, 3 From age to age have coming fouls Pleafures beyond whate'er they knew 4 Can they his truth and atteft grace 5 Begone, my unbelieving fears; 6 Frown not away a foul that wants With the holy Spirit's favour, With each other, and the Lord; B NEWTON. CCCCXLVI. The Tidings of falvation. As our fpirits' life and food! WILLIAMS. CCCCXLVII. For a blessing on the word. N what has now been fown, Thy bleffing, Lord, bestow; The pow'r is thine alone, NEWTON. CCCCXLVIII. Praife and confidence. HIS God is the God we adore, Our faithful, unchangeable friend; Whofe love is as great as his power, And neither knows measure nor end: Tis Jefus, the firft and the laft, Whofe fpirit fhall guide us fafe home; We'll praife him for all that is past, And truft him for all that's to come. : RIPPON'S C. CCCCXLIX. Difmiffim. IL Fill our hearts with joy and peace; Trav'ling through this wilderness. To the truth may we be found. Reign with Christ in endless day. L CCCCL.. Difmission. BURDER'S C.. ORD, difmifs us with thy bleffing, Still on Gofpel manna feeding Then we'll give thee nobler praise; And fing hallelujah to God and the Lamb, SECT V. |