Was ever rebel courted so, In groans of an expiring God? 6 Again he lives, and spreads his hands, Hands that were nail'd to torturing sinart; "By these dear wounds," says he; and stands And prays to clasp me to his heart. Sure I must love; or are my ears Still deaf, or will my passions move? 198. 1 C. M. •And yet there is room. Luke xiv. 22. YE wretched, hungry, starving poor, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, 2 See, Jesus stands with open arms; Guilt hold's you back, and fear alarms, 13 Room in the Saviour's bleeding heart; [4 In him the Father reconcil'd, 5 O come, and with his children taste While hope attends the sweet repast 6 There, with united heart and voice Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice 1 A yet ten thousand thousand more Ye longing souls, the grace adore, 199.) C. M. Youth invited to love Christ. Prov. viii. 17. YE And turn from ev'ry mortal charm, He, Lord of all the worlds on high, 3"The soul that longs to see my face, What object, Lord, my soul should move, 5 Away, ye false, delusive toys, 200. 1 C. M. A MAZING sight, the Saviour stands Ten thousand blessings in his hands 2 "Behold," he saith, "I bleed and die Hear sinners, while I'm passing by, 3 "Will you despise my bleeding love, 4 "Not to condemn your wretched race 5" Will you go down to endless night, Or in the glorious realms of light "Say will you hear my gracious voice, Or will you make that wretched choice, 201. C. M. 1 JESUS, thy blessings are not few, Thy grace can melt the stubborn Jew, 2 Wide as the reach of Satan's rage, "I is not confin'd to sex or age, 3 While grace is offer'd to the prince, 4 Come, all ye wretched sinners, come, He'll form your souls anew; His gospel and his heart have room 1 AND will the Lord thus condescend To visit sinful worms? Thus at the door shall mercy stand 2 Surprising grace!-and shall my heart Has this hard rock no tender part? 3 Shall Jesus for admission sue- 4 'Tis sin, alas, with tyrant pow'r, And crowds of traitors bar the door 5 Ye dang'rous inmates, hence depart: And guard the passage to my heart, 203. L. M. Jer. xxxi. 18-20. 1 RETURN, O wanderer, return, And seek an injur'd Father's face; Those warm desires that in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return, And seek a Father's melting heart; His pitying eyes thy grief discern, His hand shall heal thine inward smart. s Return, O wanderer, return, Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live; Go to his bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive. Return, O wanderer, return, And wipe away the falling tear: 'Tis God who says, "No longer mourn,' 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. L. M. 204. Behold, I stand at the door. Rev. iii. 20 BEHOLD a stranger at the door! 1 He gently knocks, has knock'd before, 2 Oh, lovely attitude, he stands With melting heart and loaded hands! 4 Rise, touch'd with gratitude divine; 5 Admit him, ere his anger burn, 3. FROM THE EXAMPLES OF SINNERS RECEIVED. C. M. 205.The repenting Prodigal. Luke xv. 13, ko. BEHOLD the wretch whose lust and winc 1 Had wasted his estate, He begs a share among the swine, 2 "I die with hunger here, (he cries,) My father's house has large supplies, 8 "I'll go, and with a mournful tongue, |