THE GOSPEL.

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The Fountain of living waters. FOUNTAIN of life and of grace In Christ, our Redeemer, we see: For us, who his offers embrace, For all, it is open and free: Jehovah, himself, doth invite

To drink of his pleasures unknown: The streams of immortal delight, That flow from his heavenly throne. 2 As soon as in him we believe, By faith of his Spirit we take: And, freely forgiven, receive The mercy for Jesus's sake! We gain a pure drop of his love; The life of eternity know; Angelical happiness prove, And witness a heaven below.

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All-sufficiency of the gospel.

C. M.

THE gospel! O, what endless charms Dwell in that blissful sound

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Its influence every fear disarms,
And spreads delight around.

2 Here pardon, life, and joy divine,
In rich effusion flow,

For guilty rebels, lost in sin,

And doom'd to endless wo.

3 The' almighty Former of the skies Stoops to our vile abode;

While angels view with wond'ring eyes, And hail the' incarnate God,

4 How rich the depths of love divine!
Of bliss a boundless store!
Redeemer, let me call thee mine,-
Thy fulness I implore.

5 On thee alone my hope relies;
Beneath thy cross I fall;

My Lord, my life, my sacrifice,
My Saviour, and my all!

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Our debt paid upon the cross.
HAT majesty and grace
Through all the gospel shine!
'Tis God that speaks, and we confess
The doctrine most divine.

2 Down from his throne on high,
The mighty Saviour comes;
Lays his bright robes of glory by,
And feeble flesh assumes.
3 The debt that sinners owed,
Upon the cross he pays:

Then through the clouds ascends to God, 'Midst shouts of loftiest praise.

4 There our High Priest appears,
Before his Father's throne;
Mingles his merits with our tears,
And pours salvation down.
5 Great Sov'reign, we adore
Thy justice and thy grace,
And on thy faithfulness and power
Our firm dependence place.

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The divine Teacher.

L. M.

OW sweetly flow'd the gospel's sound From lips of gentleness and grace, While list'ning thousands gather'd round, And joy and rev'rence fill'd the place.

2 Now is the' accepted time,
The Saviour calls to-day;
To-morrow it may be too late-
Then why should you delay?
3 Now is the' accepted time,
The gospel bids you come;
And every promise in his word
Declares there yet is room.

O sinner, come, without delay,
And bow before the throne.
2 O hear God's voice to-day,
And harden not your heart;
To-morrow, with a frown, he may
Pronounce the word,-Depart!

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Boast not thyself of to-morrow.

S. M.

C. M.

WHY should we boast of time to come,
Though but a single day?

This hour may fix our final doom,

Though strong, and young, and gay.

2 The present we should now redeem;

This only is our own;

The past, alas! is all a dream;

The future is unknown.

3 0, think what vast concerns depend
Upon a moment's space,

When life and all its cares shall end
In vengeance or in grace!

4 0 for that power which melts the heart, And lifts the soul on high,

Where sin, and grief, and death depart,
And pleasures never die.

5 There we with ecstasy shall fall
Before Immanuel's feet;
And hail him as our All in all,
In happiness complete.

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The danger of delay.

ASTEN, sinner, to be wise!
Stay not for the morrow's sun :
Wisdom if you still despise,
Harder is it to be won.
2 Hasten, mercy to implore!
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest thy season should be o'er
Ere this evening's stage be run,
3 Hasten, sinner, to return!

Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest thy lamp should fail to burn
Ere salvation's work is done.
4 Hasten, sinner, to be blest!
Stay not for the morrow's sun,
Lest perdition thee arrest

Ere the morrow is begun.

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No peace to the wicked.

VINNERS, the voice of God regard;

'Tis mercy speaks to-day;

He calls you by his sacred word
From sin's destructive way.

C. M

2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest
You live, devoid of peace;

A thousand stings within your breast
Deprive your souls of ease.

3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell: Why will you persevere ?

Can you in endless torments dwell,
Shut up in black despair?

4 Why will you in the crooked ways

Of sin and folly go?

In pain you travel all your days,
To reach eternal wo.

5 But he that turns to God shall live, Through his abounding grace:

His mercy will the guilt forgive
Of those that seek his face.

6 Bow to the sceptre of his word,
Renouncing every sin;

Submit to him, your sov'reign Lord,
And learn his will divine.

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The horrors of the second death.

WHERE shall rest be found,-
Rest for the weary soul?

S. M.

"Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, Or pierce to either pole.

2 The world can never give
The bliss for which we sigh;
'Tis not the whole of life to live,
Nor all of death to die.

3 Beyond this vale of tears
There is a life above,
Unmeasured by the flight of years;
And all that life is love.

4 There is a death, whose pang
Outlasts the fleeting breath:
O what eternal horrors hang
Around the second death!

5 Thou God of truth and grace!
Teach us that death to shun;
Lest we be banish'd from thy face,
Forever more undone.