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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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S. M. The horrors of the second death. WHERE shall rest be found,

Rest for the weary soul ? "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 fight 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.

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L. M.
The dead and the living
HERE are the dead ?-In heaven or hell

Their disembodied spirits dwell;
Their perish'd forms, in bonds of clay,
Reserved until the judgment-day.
2 Where are the living ?-On the ground
Where prayer is heard and

is heard and mercy found;
Where, in the compass of a span,
The mortal makes the immortal man.
3 Then, timely warn’d, let us begin
To follow Christ and flee from sin;
Daily grow up in him our Head,
Lord of the living and the dead.
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C. M. Warnings from the grave.

BENEATH our feet,

and o’er our head,

Is equal warning
Beneath us lie the countless dead,-

Above us is the heaven.
2 Death rides on every passing breeze,

And lurks in every flower;
Each season has its own disease,–

Its peril every hour.
3 Our eyes have seen the rosy light

Of youth's soft cheek decay, And fate descend in sudden night

On manhood's middle day.
4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age

Halt feebly to the tomb;
And shall earth still our hearts engage,

And dreams of days to come ?
5 Turn, mortal, turn; thy danger know:

Where'er thy foot can tread,
The earth rings hollow from below,

And warns thee by her dead.

VARS

6 Turn, mortal, turn; thy soul apply

To truths divinely given :
The dead who underneath thee lie,

Shall live for hell or heaven. 338

C. M.
Sin kills beyond the tomb.
AIN man, thy fond pursuits forbear;

Repent, thine end is nigh;
Death, at the farthest, can't be far:

O think before thou die. 2 Reflect, thou hast a soul to save;

Thy sins, how high they mount ! What are thy hopes beyond the grave ?

How stands that dark account? 3 Death enters, and there's no defence;

His time there's none can tell; He'll in a moment call thee hence,

To heaven, or down to hell. 4 Thy flesh (perhaps thy greatest care)

Shall into dust consume;
But, ah! destruction stops not there;

Sin kills beyond the tomb. 339

C. M.
Fear of hell.
IERRIBLE thought! shall I alone,

Who may be saved, shall I,
Of all, alas ! whom I have known,

Through sin forever die ?
2 While all my old companions dear,

With whom I once did live, Joyful at God's right hand appear,

A blessing to receive :3 Shall I, amidst a ghastly band,

Dragg’d to the judgment-seat, Far on the left with horror stand,

My fearful doom to meet ?

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4 Ah! no ;--I still may turn and live,

For still his wrath delays;
He now vouchsafes a kind reprieve,

And offers me his grace.

5 I will accept his offers now

From every sin depart— Perform my oft-repeated vow, And render him my heart.

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6 I will improve what I receive,

The grace through Jesus given; Sure, if with God on earth I live,

To live with God in heaven.

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6th P. M. 6 lines 78.

What sin hath done.

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(EARTS of stone, relent, relent!

Break, by Jesus' cross subdued ; See his body mangled, rent,

Stain'd and cover'd with his blood ! Sinful soul, what hast thou done? Crucified the eternal Son.

2 Yes, thy sins have done the deed;

Driven the nails that fix'd him there, Crown'd with thorns his sacred head;

Plunged into his side the spear;
Made his soul a sacrifice,
While for sinful man he dies.

3 Wilt thou let him bleed in vain ?

Still to death thy Lord pursue ? Open all his wounds again,

And the shameful cross renew ? No; with all my sins I'll part; Saviour, take my broken heart.

INVITING.

COM

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8th P. M. 87, 87, 47

The invitation.
YOME, ye sinners, poor and needy,

Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love, and power :

He is able, He is willing : doubt no more. 2 Now, ye needy, come and welcome;

God's free bounty glorify; 'True belief and true repentance,Every grace that brings you nigh,

Without money, Come to Jesus Christ and buy. 3 Let not conscience make you linger;

Nor of fitness fondly dream:
All the fitness he requireth
Is to feel your need of him :

This he gives you, -
'Tis the Spirit's glimm’ring beam.
4 Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,

Bruised and mangled by the fall;
If you tarry till you 're better,
You will never come at all;

Not the righteous, -
Sinners Jesus came to call.

5 Agonizing in the garden,

Your Redeemer prostrate lies :
On the bloody tree behold him !
Hear him cry, before he dies,

It is finish'd !
Sinners, will not this suffice:

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