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4 Come to the Savicui now!

Ye who have wandered far,
Renew your solemn vow,
For His by rigi.t you are.
Come, like poor wandering sheep
Returning to His fold,
His arm will safely keep,
His love will ne'er grow cold.
5 Come to the Saviour all!
Whate'er your burdens be ;
Hear now His loving call
“Cast all your care on Me."
Come, and for every grief
In Jesus you will find
A sure and safe relief,
A loying Friend and kind.
Come, come, come.

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;
But morning brings us gladness,

And songs the break of day.

96 Yet there is room.-Acts xiv. 22.

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3 “And whosoever cometh

I will not cast him out." O patient love of Jesus,

Which drives away our doubt;
Which calls us very sinners,

Unworthy though we be
Of love so free and boundless,
To come, dear Lord, to Thee !

W. C. DIX. 1867.

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The gate stands open wide; Hasten, ere falls the midnight gloom,

To Jesus crucified.
2 Room in the Church below,

Room in the Church above,
Room for the souls who long to know

A Saviour's endless love.
3 Room for earth's toil-worn song,

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.

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2 Come to the Saviour now!

Gaze on that crimson tide-
Water and blood--that flow
Forth from His wounded side.
Hark to that suffering One!
“ 'Tis finished,” now He cries ;
Redemption's work is done,
Then bows His head and dies.

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
Shall find a Father's welcome,

And pardon for their sin.
The past shall be forgotten,

A present joy be given,
A future grace be promised,

A glorious crown in heaven.

3 Come to the Saviour now !

He suffered all for thee,
And in Ilis merits thou
Hast an unfailing plea.
No vain excuses frame,
For feelings do not stay;
None who to Jesus came
Were ever sent away.

3 To-day our Father calls us;

His Holy Spirit waits;
The blessed angels gather

Around the heavenly gates:
No question will be asked us

How often we have come;
Although

we oft have wandered, It is our Father's home!

2 Knocking! knocking! still He's there!

Waiting, waiting, wondrous fair,
But the door is hard to open,

For the weeds and ivy-vine,
With their dark and clinging tendrils,

Ever round the hinges twine. 3 Knocking! knocking! what, still there?

Waiting, waiting, grand and fair;
Yes, the pierced hand still knocketh,

And beneath the crowned hair
Beam the patient eyes, so tender,
Of thy Saviour waiting there.

HARRIET B. STOWE. 1872.

4 O all-embracing mercy!

O ever-open door !
What should we do without Thee

When heart and eye run o'er?
When all things seem against us,

To drive us to despair,
We know one gate is open,
One ear will hear our prayer!

0. ALLEN. 1865.

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C.M.
Those that seek Me early shall find

Me.-Prov. viii. 17.
1
YE
E hearts, with youthful vigour warm,

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.
3 “The soul that longs to see My face

Is sure My love to gain;
And those who early seek My grace

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,
His love shall be thy solace,
And cheer thy drooping heart.

6 And when life's storms are over,

And thou from earth art free, Thy God will be thy portion

Throughout eternity.

101

L.M.
Jesus said, I am the light of the

world.-John ix. 5.
1 H, do not let the word depart,

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
The mighty work-then look and live!

Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night? 3 The loving Saviour waiteth still;

His wondrous patience do not slight;
Renounce at once thy stubborn will;

Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night? 4 To-morrow's sun may never rise

To bless thy half-awakened sight;
Now is the time;-oh, then, be wise,
Thou wouldst be saved-why not to-night?

J. T. WIGNER. 1845.

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P.M.
Behold, I stanıt at the door and knock.

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?

102 8.7.8.1.

THE CALL HEARD AND ACCEPTED.
Come, let us return to the Lord.
Hos. vi. 1.

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;

cified One,

[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.

The

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.

One,
Room, room, still room!

There is life at this moment for thee;
Oh, enter, enter now !

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 8.6.8.4. 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!

1

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,
No room, no room!

Wilt thou still delay ?
Oh, woful cry, "No room !”

Wait no longer, sin grows stronger,
H. BONAR. 1874.

Yield to-day.

103

Y bright hall of song,

to go.

6 Saviour, I will wait no longer,

Now to Thee I come: And when life's short voyage is over,

Take me home.

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7.6. The door was shut.-Matt. xxv. 10.

J. M. WIGNER. 1877.

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With my whole heart have I sought

Thee.-Ps. cxix. 10.
1 Y God, accept my heart this day,

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,
In lowly patience waiting

To pass the threshold o'er;
Shame on us, Christian brothers,

His sacred name who bear;
O shame, thrice shame upon us,

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;
O love that passeth knowledge,

So patiently to wait!
O sin that hath no equal,

So fast to bar the gate ! 30 Jesus, Thou art pleading,

In accents meek and low
“I died for you, My children,

And will you treat Me so ?”
O Lord, with shame and sorrow

We open now the door,
Dear Saviour, enter, enter,
And leave us never more!

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;
Then life shall be Thy service, Lord,
And death the gate of heaven.

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7.6. O Lord, truly I am Thy servant.

Ps. cxvi. 16. 1

IN
'N full and glad surrender,

I give myself to Thee,
Thine utterly and only

And evermore to be.
2 O Son of God who lov'st me,

I will be Thine alone;
And all I have, and am, Lord,

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.
4 Oh, come and reign, Lord Jesus;

Rule over everything!
And keep me always loyal,
And true to Thee, my King.

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.

110 L.M.

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.
2 I would my heart to Thee resign;

O come, and make it wholly Thine!
Set up Thy kingdom, Lord, within,
And cast out every thought of sin.

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 ;
Contentedly my cross to take,

And meekly bear it for Thy sake.
4 Then, when my pilgrimage is o'er,

And I can serve Thee here no more,
Within Thy temple, God of love,
I'll serve Thee day and night above.

MRS. REED. 1844.

5 To what Thy laws impart

Be my whole soul inclined ;
Oh, let them dwell within my heart,

And sanctify my mind !
6 May Thy young servant learn

By these to cleanse his way ; And may I here the path discern That leads to endless day.

JOIN FAWCETT. 1810.

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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;

S.M.
Ay son, give Me thine heart.

Prov. xxiii. 26.
1
I
GIVE my heart to Thee,

O Jesus most desired !
And heart for heart the gift shall be,

For Thou my soul hast fired;
Thou hearts alone wouldst move,

Thou only hearts dost love;
I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me,

O Jesus most desired!
2 What offering can I make,

Dear Lord, to love like Thine?
That Thou, the Word, didst stoop to take

A human form like mine!
“Give Me thy heart, My son:

Lord, Thou my heart hast won;
I would love Thee as Thou lov'st me,

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;
Kneeling there in deep contrition,

Help my unbelief.
3 Trusting only in Thy merit,

Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit,

Save me by Thy grace.
4 Thou, the Spring of all my comfort,

More than life to me;
Whom have I on earth beside Thee ?
Who in heaven but Thee?

F. J. CROSBY. 1874.

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3 Here finds my heart its rest,

Repose that knows no shock,
The strength of love that keeps it blest

In Thee, the riven Rock:
My soul, as girt around,

Her citadel hath found:
I would love Thee

as Thou lov'st me,
O Jesus most desired !

ANCIENT LATIX HYMN.
TR. BY RAY PALMER. 1868.

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S.M.
Let me not wander from Thy

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 !
2 Make an unguarded youth

The object of Thy care;
Help me to choose the way of truth,

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;
Be this, through all my future days,
My treasure and my joy.

8.7.3.
There shall be showers of blessing.

Ezek. xxxiv. 26.
1
LO
ORD, I hear of showers of blessing

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;
Witnesser of Jesus' merit,
Speak the word of power to me,

Even me.

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