ICOME, ye weary, heavy laden,

Lost and ruined by the fall!

If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all:

Not the righteous, Sinners, Jesus came to call.

2 Agonizing in the garden,

Lo! your Saviour prostrate lies;
On the bloody tree behold him:
Hear him cry before he dies,

It is finished! Sinners, will not this suffice?

3 Lo! th' incarnate God, ascended,
Pleads the merit of his blood;
Venture on him, venture wholly ;
Let no other trust intrude:

None but Jesus Can do helpless sinners good.

3 Cast thy guilty soul on him;
Find him mighty to redeem :
At his feet thy burden lay;

Look thy doubts and cares away.

4 Lord, come thou with power to heal;
Now thy mighty arm reveal:
At thy feet myself I lay;

Take, O take my sins away!

A-men.

Ι

UST as I am, without one plea,

I JUST

But that thy blood was shed for

And that thou bid'st me come to thee,

O Lamb of God, I come.

2 Just as I am, and waiting not

To rid my soul of one dark blot,

me,

To thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come.

3 Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come.

4 Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come.

5 Just as I am-thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because thy promise I believe,

O Lamb of God, I come.

Ο

THOU that hear'st the prayer of faith,
Wilt thou not save a soul from death,
That casts itself on thee?

I have no refuge of my own,

But fly to what my Lord hath done
And suffered once for me.

2 Slain in the guilty sinner's stead
His spotless righteousness I plead,
And his availing blood:

That righteousness my robe shall be,
That merit shall atone for me,

And bring me near to God.

3 Then save me from eternal death,
The Spirit of adoption breathe,

His consolations send:

By him some word of life impart,
And sweetly whisper to my heart,-
"Thy Maker is thy friend."

4 The king of terrors then would be
A welcome messenger to me,

To bid me come away:

Unclogged by earth, or earthly things,
I'd mount, I'd fly, with eager wings,
To everlasting day.

A-men.

2 Pity and save my sin-sick soul,
'Tis thou alone canst make me whole;
Dark, till in me thine image shine,
And lost I am till thou art mine.

3 At length I own it can not be
That I should fit myself for thee,
Here now to thee I all resign;
Thine is the work, and only thine.

4 What shall I say thy grace to move?
Lord, I am sin, but thou art love;
I give up every plea beside-
Lord, I am lost, but thou hast died.

A-men.

290

I FEEBLE, helpless, how shall I

Learn to live and learn to die?
Who, O God, my guide shall be?
Who shall lead thy child to thee?
2 Blessed Father, gracious One!
Thou hast sent thy holy Son;
He will give the light I need,
He my trembling steps will lead.

3 Thus in deed, and thought, and word,
Led by Jesus Christ the Lord,
In my weakness, thus shall I

Learn to live and learn to die :

4 Learn to live in peace and love,
Like the perfect ones above;
Learn to die without a fear,
Feeling thee, my Saviour, near.

MARK ix. 24.

I. Watts.

A-men.

DEDHAM. C. M.

W. Gardiner.

I

LO, there's a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;

"Ho! ye despairing sinners! come,
And trust upon the Lord."

2 My soul obeys th' almighty call,
And runs to this relief;

I would believe thy promise, Lord!
O help my unbelief.