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4 Come to the Savicui now!
Ye who have wandered far,
J. M. WIGNER. 1871,
2 “Come unto Me, dear children,
And I will give you light." O loving voice of Jesus,
Which comes to cheer the night! Our hearts were filled with sadness,
And we had lost our way;
And songs the break of day.
96 Yet there is room.-Acts xiv. 22.
3 “And whosoever cometh
I will not cast him out." O patient love of Jesus,
Which drives away our doubt;
Unworthy though we be
W. C. DIX. 1867.
The gate stands open wide; Hasten, ere falls the midnight gloom,
To Jesus crucified.
Room in the Church above,
A Saviour's endless love.
Faint with the noon-tide heat; Room for the Father's little ones,
Rest for the weary feet. 4 Room in that city fair
Where all His saints are blest, Room in the many mansions there
To dwell in love and rest. 5 God's message rings sublime,
Its voice let all obey, “Lo, now is the accepted time, And this is mercy's day!”
SARAH DOUDNEY. 1850.
2 Come to the Saviour now!
Gaze on that crimson tide-
7.6. Now is the accepted time.
2 Cor. vi. 2. 1 TO-DAY Thy mercy calls us
To , However great our trespass,
Whatever we have been : However long from mercy
Our hearts have turned away, Thy precious blood can cleanse us,
And 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,
A glorious crown in heaven.
3 Come to the Saviour now !
He suffered all for thee,
3 To-day our Father calls us;
His Holy Spirit waits;
Around the heavenly gates:
How often we have come;
we oft have wandered, It is our Father's home!
2 Knocking! knocking! still He's there!
Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair,
For the weeds and ivy-vine,
Ever round the hinges twine. 3 Knocking! knocking! what, still there?
Waiting, waiting, grand and fair;
And beneath the crowned hair
HARRIET B. STOWE. 1872.
4 O all-embracing mercy!
O ever-open door !
When heart and eye run o'er?
To drive us to despair,
0. ALLEN. 1865.
Me.-Prov. viii. 17.
In smiling crowds draw near; And turn from
every mortal charm A Saviour's voice to hear. 2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you; And lays His shining glories by,
Your friendship to pursue.
Is sure My love to gain;
Shall never seek in vain." 4 What object, Lord, my soul shall move,
If once compared with Thee? What beauty should command my love,
Like what in Christ I see? 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys,
Vain tempters of the mind! 'Tis here I fix my lasting choice, And here true bliss I find.
P. DADDRIDGE. 1755.
3 Remember thy Creator
Now, in thy youthful days, And He will guide thy footsteps
Through life's uncertain maze.
4 Remember thy Creator :
He calls, in tones of love; And offers endless pleasure
In brighter worlds above.
5 And in the hour of sadness,
When earthly joys depart,
6 And when life's storms are over,
And thou from earth art free, Thy God will be thy portion
world.-John ix. 5.
light; Convicted youth, steel not thy heart:
Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night? 2 Jesus is here; He waits to bless ;
Paid is the debt, and finished quite
Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night? 3 The loving Saviour waiteth still;
His wondrous patience do not slight;
Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night? 4 To-morrow's sun may never rise
To bless thy half-awakened sight;
J. T. WIGNER. 1845.
Rev. iii. 20. * ! ?
Waiting, waiting, oh, how fair! 'Tis a pilgrim, strange and kingly,
Never such was seen before; Ah, my soul, for such a wonder Wilt thou not undo the door?
THE CALL HEARD AND ACCEPTED.
104 P.M. 1 LOST one! wandering on in sadness,
Look unto Me and be ye saved.
Isa. xlv. 22. Vainly seeking rest and gladness,
1 Far, far from Me.
THERE is life for a look at the Crucified 2 Peace I offer, and salvation,
There is life at this moment for thee Pardon-blood-bought, full, and free- Then look, sinner, look unto Him and be Spurn no more My invitation,
saved, Come, come to Me.
Unto Him who was nailed to the tree.
Ref.-Look! look! look and live! 3 Long I've watched thee blindly straying,
There is life for a look at the CruLong have I been calling thee;
[thee. Time flies swiftly, cease delaying,
There is life at this moment for Haste, haste to Me.
2 Oh, why was He there as the Bearer of sin, 4 Lord! I come, my sins confessing,
If on Jesus thy sins were not laid? Jesus' blood my only plea;
Oh, why from His side flowed the sinKeep me in the path of blessing,
cleansing blood, Close, close to Thee.
If His dying thy debt has not paid ? 5 Then, when I am called to sever
3 It is not thy tears of repentance or prayers, From the friends so dear to me,
But the blood, that atones for the soul; I shall dwell in heaven for ever,
On Him then who shed it thou mayest at Blest, blest with Thee.
Thy weight of iniquities roll. (once J. N. WIGNER. 1870.
4 We are healed by His stripes ;-would'st 10s.
thou add to the Word ? Come, for all things are now ready. And He is our righteousness made. Luke xiv. i7.
best robe of heaven He bids thee put 1 " ET there is room !" The Lamb's
Oh, could'st thou be better arrayed? (on:
5 There is life for a look at the Crucified With its fair glory, beckons thee along.
There is life at this moment for thee;
Then look, sinner, look unto Him, and be 2 Day is declining and the sun is low :
saved, The shadows lengthen, light makes haste
And know thyself spotless as He.
A. M. HULL. 1860. 3 The bridal hall is filling for the feast, 105 126.96.36.199. Pass in, pass in, and be the Bridegroom's
Henceforth I call you . . . friends. guest.
John xv. 15. 4 It fills, it fills, that hall of jubilee!
Lo a loying Friend is waiting, Make haste, make haste: 'tis not too full for thee.
Listen to His voice so tender,
Come to Me." 5 Yet there is room! Still open stands the gate,
2 On the cross for thee I suffered, The gate of love; it is not yet too late.
Death I bore for thee;
Canst thou still refuse My mercy? 6 Pass in, pass in ! That banquet is for thee;
Trust to Me. That cup of everlasting love is free.
3 “Long hast thou been Satan's captive, 7 All heaven is there: all joy! Go in, go in, I will set thee free; The angels beckon thee the prize to win. Then, rejoicing in thy freedom,
Follow Me.” 8 Louderand sweeter sounds the loving call; Come, lingerer, come; enter that festal 4 Many times has Jesus spoken, hall.
Now He speaks again:
Shall thy Saviour's invitation 9 Ere night that gate may close and seal
Be in vain ? thy doom :
[room!” Then the last low, long cry, “ No room, no
5 Soon that voice will cease its calling,
Wilt thou still delay ?
Wait no longer, sin grows stronger,
Y bright hall of song,
6 Saviour, I will wait no longer,
Now to Thee I come: And when life's short voyage is over,
Take me home.
7.6. The door was shut.-Matt. xxv. 10.
J. M. WIGNER. 1877.
Thee.-Ps. cxix. 10.
it , That I from Thee no more may stray,
No more from Thee decline. 2 Before the Cross of Him who died,
Behold, I prostrate fall; Let every sin be crucified,
And Christ be all in all.
Outside the fast-closed door,
To pass the threshold o'er;
His sacred name who bear;
To keep Him standing there! 2 0 Jesus, Thou art knocking,
And lo! that hand is scarred, And thorns Thy brow encircle,
And tears Thy face have marred;
So patiently to wait!
So fast to bar the gate ! 30 Jesus, Thou art pleading,
In accents meek and low
And will you treat Me so ?”
We open now the door,
W. WALSHAM HOW. 1856.
3 Anoint me with Thy heavenly grace,
And seal me for Thine own; That I may see Thy glorious Face,
And worship near Thy throne. 4 Let every thought, and work, and word
To Thee be ever given;
7.6. O Lord, truly I am Thy servant.
Ps. cxvi. 16. 1
I give myself to Thee,
And evermore to be.
I will be Thine alone;
Shall henceforth be Thine own! 3 Reign over me, Lord Jesus ;
O make my heart Thy throne, It shall be Thine, dear Saviour,
It shall be Thine alone.
Rule over everything!
F. R. HAVERGAL. 1876.
2 Dark, dark may be our future way,
Our course is all unknown; Help us, in darkness or in day,
To lean on Thee alone.
3 The day is hot, the work is hard,
Much time already gone; Help us, in all our hearts' regard,
To lean on Thee alone.
4 When Satan comes with fiery dart,
Oh, help us from Thy throne To hold our refuge in Thy heart,
And lean on Thee alone.
Pilgrims on the earth.--Heb. xi. 13. 1 11
WOULD a youthful pilgrim be,
Resolved alone to follow Thee, Thou Lamb of God, who now art gone
Up to Thine everlasting throne.
O come, and make it wholly Thine!
5 Parents will die, and friends will fail;
But, when the mourner's tone Shall over every sound prevail, We'll lean on Thee alone.
E. PAXTON HOOD. 1862.
3 Be it my chief desire to prove
How much I owe, how much I love ;
And meekly bear it for Thy sake.
And I can serve Thee here no more,
MRS. REED. 1844.
5 To what Thy laws impart
Be my whole soul inclined ;
And sanctify my mind !
By these to cleanse his way ; And may I here the path discern That leads to endless day.
JOIN FAWCETT. 1810.
8.5. When they heard that Jesus passed
by, they cried out.-Matt. xx. 30. 1
me not, O gracious Saviour,
PASfemre my humble cry;
Prov. xxiii. 26.
O Jesus most desired !
For Thou my soul hast fired;
Thou only hearts dost love;
O Jesus most desired!
Dear Lord, to love like Thine?
A human form like mine!
Lord, Thou my heart hast won;
O Jesus most desired!
While on others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by. Ref.-Saviour, Saviour, hear my humble
cry, And while others Thou art calling,
Do not pass me by. 2 Let me at a throne of mercy
Find a sweet relief;
Help my unbelief.
Would I seek Thy face;
Save me by Thy grace.
More than life to me;
F. J. CROSBY. 1874.
3 Here finds my heart its rest,
Repose that knows no shock,
In Thee, the riven Rock:
Her citadel hath found:
as Thou lov'st me,
ANCIENT LATIX HYMN.
commandments.-Ps. cxix. 10. 1 Vow, in my early days,
Teach me Thy will to know; O Lord, Thy sanctifying grace
Betimes on me bestow !
The object of Thy care;
And flee from every snare. 3 My heart, to folly prone,
Renew by power divine; Unite it to Thyself alone,
And make it wholly Thine. 4 Lord, let Thy word of grace
My warmest thoughts employ;
Ezek. xxxiv. 26.
Thou art scattering, full and free; Showers, the thirsty land refreshing; Let some droppings fall on me,
Even me. 2 Pass me not, O gracious Father!
Sinful though my heart may be; Thou might'st leave me, but the rather Let Thy mercy light on me,
Even me. 3 Pass me not, O tender Saviour !
Let me love and cling to Thee; I am longing for Thy favour; When Thou comest call for me,
Even me. 4 Pass me not, O mighty Spirit !
Thou canst make the blind to see;