325 The struggling captive. LORD with L. M. a grieved and aching heart, look, to thee I cry; Supply my wants; thy grace impart: O hear an humble pris'ner's sigh! 2 On my sad heart the burden lies; No human power can ease the load; My num'rous sins against me rise, And far remove me from my God. 3 Break, break, O Lord, these tyrant chains, And set the struggling captive free; Redeem from everlasting pains, And bring me safe to heaven and thee. 326 D L. M. Balm in Gilead, and a good Physician there. In vain, alas! is nature's aid; The work exceeds her utmost power. 2 But can no sov'reign balm be found, A balm for all thy grief and wo. AWAKENING. 327 The voice that wakes the dead. С. М. THOT HOU' Son of God, whose flaming eyes Accept the grateful sacrifice Which now to thee we give. 2 We bow before thy gracious throne, 3 Is here a soul that knows thee not, A stranger to the blood which bought 4 Convince him now of unbelief; 5 Speak, with that voice that wakes the dead, And bid the sleeper rise; The death that never dies. 328 The hammer of God's Word. COME, O thou all-victorious Lerd, С. М. power to us make known; Strike with the hammer of thy Word, And break these hearts of stone. 2 O that we all might now begin 3 Give us ourselves and thee to know, 329 W The accepted time. L. M. HILE life prolongs its precious light, Mercy is found, and peace is given; But soon, ah, soon, approaching night Shall blot out every hope of heaven. 2 While God invites, how blest the day! How sweet the Gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, While yet a pard'ning God is found. 3 Soon, borne on time's most rapid wing, Shall death command you to the grave,Before His bar your spirits bring, And none be found to hear or save. 4 In that lone land of deep despair, No Sabbath's heavenly light shall rise,No God regard your bitter prayer, No Saviour call you to the skies. 5 Now God invites; how blest the day! How sweet the Gospel's charming sound! Come, sinners, haste, O haste away, While yet a pard'ning God is found. 330 To-day the accepted time. Now is the accepted time, is the grace; S. M. Now, sinners, come without delay, And seek the Saviour's face. 2 Now is the' accepted time, 331 A To-day. 1 LL yesterday is gone; 332 Boast not thyself of to-morrow. S. M. С. М. HY should we boast of time to come, a single day? This hour may fix our final doom, Though strong, and young, and gay. 2 The present we should now redeem; 3 O, think what vast concerns depend In vengeance or in grace! 4 O for that power which melts the heart, And lifts the soul on high, 5 There we with ecstasy shall fall Before Immanuel's feet; And hail him as our All in all, In happiness complete. 333 5th P. M. 4 lines 78. The danger of delay. HASTEN, sinner, to be wise! Stay not for the morrow's sun : Wisdom if you still despise, Stay not for the morrow's sun, Ere the morrow is begun. 334 No peace to the wicked. C. M. SINNERS, the voice of God regard; mercy speaks to-day; He calls you by his sacred word From sin's destructive way. 2 Like the rough sea that cannot rest A thousand stings within your breast 3 Your way is dark, and leads to hell: Why will you persevere ? Can you in endless torments dwell, Shut up in black despair? |