4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,

Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.

5 Rivers of love and mercy here
In a rich ocean join ;
Salvation in abundance flows,

Like floods of milk and wine.

6 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day:

Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.

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FIRST PART.

LET the beasts their breath resign,
Strangers to the life divine

Who their God can never know,
Let their spirits downward go.
Ye for higher ends were born;
Ye may all to God return;
Dwell with him above the sky :
Why will ye for ever die?

2 Ye on whom he favours showers,
Ye, possess'd of nobler powers;
Ye, of reason's powers possess'd;
Ye, with will and mem'ry bless'd;
Ye, with finer sense endued,
Creatures capable of God:
Noblest of his creatures, why,
Why will ye for ever die?

3 Ye who own his record true;
Ye, his chosen people too;
Ye, who call the Saviour, Lord,
Ye, who read his written word:

Ye, who see the gospel light,
Claim a crown in Jesus' right;
Why will ye, ye Christians, why
Will the house of Israel die?

Brown-p. 226.] SECOND PART.
WHAT could your Redeemer do
More than he hath done for you?
To procure your peace with God,
Could he more than shed his blood?
After all his flow of love,
All his drawings from above,
Why will ye your Lord deny?
Why will ye resolve to die?

2 "Turn," he cries, "ye sinners, turn :"
By his life your God hath sworn,
He would have you turn and live,
He would all the world receive;
If your death were his delight,
Would he you to life invite?
Would he ask, beseech, and cry,
Why will ye resolve to die?"

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3 Sinners, turn, while God is near:
Dare not think him insincere :
Now, e'en now, your Saviour stands,
All day long he spreads his hands;
Cries, "Ye will not happy be;
No, ye will not come to me,—
Me, who life to none deny;
Why will ye resolve to die?"

4 Can ye doubt if God is love?
If to all his bowels move?
Will ye not his word receive?
Will ye not his OATH believe?
See, the suffering God appears;
Jesus weeps, believe his tears!

Mingled with his blood they cry,
"Why will ye resolve to die?"

15 Fremmington-p. 167.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. EE, sinners, in the gospel glass,

Not one of all th' apostate race
But may in him salvation find!
His thoughts, and words, and actions prove,
His life and death, that God is love.

2 Behold the Lamb of God, who bears
The sins of all the world away!'
A servant's form he meekly wears,
He sojourns in a house of clay;
His glory is no longer seen,

But God with God is man with men.

3 See where the God incarnate stands,
And calls his wand'ring creatures home:
He all day long spreads out his hands;
Come, weary souls, to Jesus come!
Ye all may hide you in his breast;
Believe, and he will give you rest.
4"Ah! do not of my goodness doubt,
My saving grace for all is free;
I will in no wise cast him out

That comes a sinner unto me:
I can to none myself deny;

Why, sinners, will ye perish, why?"

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INNERS, believe the gospel word,
Jesus is come your souls to save!
Jesus is come, your common Lord;
Pardon ye all through him may have;
May now be saved, whoever will:
This man receiveth sinners still.

2 See where the lame, the halt, the blind,
The deaf, the dumb, the sick, the poor,
Flock to the Friend of human kind,
And freely all accept their cure!
To whom did he his help deny?
Whom, in his days of flesh, pass by?
3 Did not his word the fiends expel,
The lepers cleanse, and raise the dead?
Did he not all their sickness heal,
And satisfy their every need?
Did he reject his helpless clay,
Or send them sorrowful away?

4 Nay, but his bowels yearn'd to see
The people hungry, scatter'd, faint;
Nay, but he utter'd over thee,

Jerusalem, a true complaint;

Jerusalem, who shedd'st his blood,

That with his tears for thee hath flow'd.

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Peckham-p. 119.]

INNERS, the call obey,
The latest call of grace:

The day is come, the vengeful day
Of a devoted race:

Devils and men combine

To plague the faithless seed,
And vials full of wrath divine
Are bursting on your head.
2 Enter into the Rock,

S. M.

Ye trembling slaves of sin,
The Rock of your salvation, struck,
And cleft to take you in:

To shelter the distress'd

He did the cross endure;
Enter into the clefts, and rest
In Jesus' wounds secure.

3 Jesus, to thee we fly
From the devouring sword;
Our city of defence is nigh;
Our help is in the Lord.
Or if the scourge o'erflow,
And laugh at innocence,
Thine everlasting arms, we know,
Shall be our souls' defence.

4 We in thy word believe,
And on thy promise stay;

Our life, which still to thee we give,
Shall be to us a prey:
Our life with thee we hide

Above the furious blast,

And shelter'd in thy wounds abide
Till all the storms are past.

5 Believing against hope,
We hang upon thy grace,
Through every low'ring cloud look up,
And wait for happy days;

The days when all shall know

Their sins in Christ forgiven,
And walk awhile with God below,
And then fly up to heaven.

18 Confidence-p.285.] 13th P.M. 10 10,11 11. thirsty for God, to Jesus give ear, And take, through his blood, a power to

draw near;

His kind invitation, ye sinners, embrace, Accepting salvation, salvation by grace. 2 Sent down from above, who governs the skies,

In vehement love, to sinners he cries,

Drink into my Spirit, who happy would be, And all things inherit, by coming to me."