Chapter 11

3 The dead are raised to life anew By renovating grace; The glorious gospel's preached to you, The poor of Adam's race.

4 O wondrous type of things divine, When Christ displays his love, To raise from woe the sinking mind To reign, in realms above!

THE GOSPEL, AND ITS INVITATIONS.

257. C. M. Watts.

The Gospel Trumpet.

1 Let every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; The trumpet of the Gospel sounds With an inviting voice.

2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind,--

3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste.

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 The happy gates of gospel grace Stand open night and day; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away.

258. C. M. Cowper.

"The entrance of thy Word giveth Light."

1 How blest thy creature is, O God, When, with a single eye, He views the lustre of thy word, The day-spring from on high!

2 Through all the storms that veil the skies, And frown on earthly things, The Sun of Righteousness doth rise, With healing on his wings.

3 The soul, a dreary province once Of Satan's dark domain, Feels a new empire formed within, And owns a heavenly reign.

4 The glorious orb, whose golden beams The fruitful year control, Since first, obedient to thy word, He started from the goal,--

5 Has cheered the nations with the joys His orient rays impart: But, Jesus, 'tis thy light alone Can shine upon the heart.

259. L. M. Watts.

Gospel Invitations.

1 "Come hither, all ye weary souls, Ye heavy-laden sinners, come! I'll give you rest from all your toils, And raise you to my heavenly home.

2 "They shall find rest that learn of me; I'm of a meek and lowly mind, But passion rages like the sea, And pride is restless as the wind.

3 "Blest is the man whose shoulders take My yoke, and bear it with delight; My yoke is easy to his neck, My grace shall make the burden light."

4 Jesus, we come at thy command; With faith, and hope, and humble zeal, Resign our spirits to thy hand To mould and guide us at thy will.

260. L. M. Watts.

God's Glory in the Gospel.

1 Now to the Lord a noble song! Awake, my soul, awake, my tongue; Hosanna, to the Eternal name, And all his boundless love proclaim.

2 The spacious earth and spreading flood Proclaim the wise, the powerful God; And thy rich glories from afar Sparkle in every rolling star.

3 But in the Gospel of thy Son Are all thy mightiest works outdone; The light it pours upon our eyes Outshines the wonders of the skies.

4 Our spirits kindle in its beam; It is a sweet, a glorious theme; Ye angels, dwell upon the sound; Ye heavens, reflect it to the ground.

261. H. M. Toplady.

The Jubilee Proclaimed.

1 Blow ye the trumpet, blow, The gladly solemn sound; Let all the nations know, To earth's remotest bound, The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

2 The gospel trumpet hear, The news of pardoning grace: Ye happy souls, draw near; Behold your Saviour's face: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

3 Jesus, our great High Priest, Has full assurance made; Ye weary spirits, rest; Ye mourning souls, be glad: The year of jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

262. 8s. & 7s. M. J. Taylor.

Gospel Call to the Church.

1 Praise to God, the great Creator, Bounteous Source of every joy, He whose hand upholds all nature, He whose word can all destroy! Saints with pious zeal attending, Now the grateful tribute raise; Solemn songs, to heaven ascending, Join the universal praise.

2 Here indulge each grateful feeling; Lowly bend with contrite souls; Here, his milder grace revealing, Here no peal of thunder rolls: Lo, the sacred page before us Bears the promise of his love, Full of mercy to restore us, Mercy beaming from above.

3 Every secret fault confessing, Deed unrighteous, thought of sin, Seize, O seize the proffered blessing, Grace from God, and peace within! Heart and voice with rapture swelling, Still the song of glory raise; On the theme immortal dwelling, Join the universal praise.

263. 7s. & 6s. M. J. G. Adams.

The Gospel Advancing.

1 Brighter shines the gospel day On our Zion's mountains; Clearer has become the way To her living fountains. Hark! the stirring trumpet tone Hath o'er every hill-top flown; Error's hosts retiring see! Superstition's minions flee!

2 From the luring haunts of sin Where the soul is blighted, Christ invites--come enter in To the temple lighted With the beams of pardoning love-- With the wisdom from above; Leave the woes of sin behind, And a rest perpetual find.

3 Come from error's hoary shrine, Jew or Gentile seeking For the way of life divine-- Hear this voice now speaking! Willing hearts and hands prepare Christ's redeeming grace to share; Join our triumph-strain, and sing Zion's Universal King.

264. C. M. Medley.

The Fountain of Living Waters.

1 O, what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found! Suited to every sinner's case, Who hears the joyful sound.

2 Come, then, with all your wants and wounds; Your every burden bring; Here love, unchanging love, abounds, A deep, celestial spring.

3 This spring with living water flows, And heavenly joy imparts; Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, And drink with thankful hearts.

265. S. M. Select Hymns.

Now is the Day of Grace.

1 Now is the day of grace; Now to the Father come; The Lord is calling, "Seek my face, And I will guide you home."

2 The Saviour bids you speed; O, wherefore then delay? He calls in love; he sees your need; He bids you come to-day.

3 To-day the prize is won; The promise is to save; Then, O, be wise; to-morrow's sun May shine upon your grave.

266. C. M. Mrs. Steele.

Invitation to the Gospel Feast.

1 Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor, Behold a royal feast, Where mercy spreads her bounteous store, For every humble guest!

2 See, Jesus stands with open arms! He calls, he bids you come;-- Guilt holds you back, and fear alarms,-- But see, there yet is room!

3 Come then, and with his people taste The blessings of his love; While hope attends the sweet repast, Of nobler joys above.

4 There, with united heart and voice, Before the eternal throne, Ten thousand thousand souls rejoice In ecstasies unknown.

5 And yet ten thousand thousand more Are welcome still to come: Ye longing souls, the grace adore;-- Approach, there yet is room.

267. 7s. M. Hawes.

The Same.

1 From the holy mount above, Glowing in the light of love, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! "At the feast there yet is room-- Come and welcome, sinner, come.

2 "Thou shalt be a welcome guest, By the Lord divinely blest;-- In the word of truth believe,-- All thy sinful pleasures leave, And no more in darkness roam,-- Come and welcome, sinner, come.

3 "God is thy unchanging Friend; He will love thee to the end, And at last thy soul convey To the realms of endless day, To a blessed spirit-home,-- Come and welcome, sinner, come."

268. 7s. M. Episcopal Coll.

The Sinner entreated to awake.

1 Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep; Wake, and o'er thy folly weep; Raise thy spirit, dark and dead; Jesus waits his light to shed.

2 Wake from sleep; arise from death; See the bright and living path; Watchful, tread that path; be wise; Leave thy folly; seek the skies.

3 Leave thy folly; cease from crime; From this hour redeem thy time; Life secure without delay; Brief is this thy mortal day.

4 O, then, rouse thee from thy sleep; Wake, and o'er thy folly weep; Jesus calls from death and night; Jesus waits to shed his light.

269. L. M. 6l. Anonymous.

The Gospel gives Peace and Rest.

1 Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan Hath taught these rocks the notes of woe; Cease thy complaints, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow: Behold the precious balm is found, Which lulls thy pain, which heals thy wound.

2 Come, freely come; by sin oppressed, Unburden here the weighty load, Here find thy refuge and thy rest, And trust the mercy of thy God: Thy God's thy Father,--glorious word! Forever love and praise the Lord.

3 As spring the winter, day the night, Peace sorrow's gloom shall chase away, And smiling joy, a seraph bright, Shall tend thy steps and near thee stay; Whilst glory weaves th' immortal crown, And waits to claim thee for her own.

270. 7s. M. 8l. Bowring.

Invitation.

1 Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Come the way to Zion's gate, There, till mercy speaks within, Knock, and weep, and watch and wait-- Knock--he knows the sinner's cry, Weep--he loves the mourner's tears, Watch--for saving grace is nigh, Wait--till heavenly grace appears.

2 Hark, it is thy Saviour's voice! "Welcome, pilgrim, to thy rest." Now within the gate rejoice, Safe, and owned, and bought and blest-- Safe--from all the lures of vice, Owned--by joys the contrite know, Bought--by love and life the price, Blest--the mighty debt to owe!

3 Holy pilgrim! what for thee, In a world like this, remains? From thy guarded breast shall flee Fear, and shame, and doubt and pains-- Fear--the hope of heaven shall fly, Shame--from glory's view retire, Doubt--in full belief shall die, Pain--in endless bliss expire.

271. C. M. Anonymous.

The Same.

1 Bright was the guiding star that led, With mild benignant ray, The Gentiles to the lowly shed Where the Redeemer lay.

2 But lo! a brighter, clearer light Now points to his abode It shines through sin and sorrow's night To guide us to our Lord.

3 O haste to follow where it leads; The gracious call obey, Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads, The Christian's destined way.

4 O gladly tread the narrow path While light and grace are given; We'll meekly follow Christ on earth, And reign with him in heaven.

272. C. M. Collyer.

Call to the Wandering.

1 Return, O wanderer, now return, And seek thy Father's face; Those new desires, which in thee burn, Were kindled by his grace.

2 Return, O wanderer, now return; He hears thy humble sigh; He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no one else is nigh.

3 Return, O wanderer, now return; Thy Father bids thee live; Go to his feet, and grateful learn How freely he'll forgive.

4 Return, O wanderer, now return, And wipe the falling tear; Thy Father calls--no longer mourn; 'T is love invites thee near.

273. C. M. Moore.

"Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much."

1 Were not the sinful Mary's tears An offering worthy heaven, When, o'er the faults of former years, She wept, and was forgiven?

2 When, bringing every balmy sweet Her day of luxury stored, She o'er her Saviour's hallowed feet The precious ointment poured;

3 Were not those sweets so freely shed, That shame, those weeping eyes, And the sunk heart which inly bled, Heaven's noblest sacrifice?

4 Thou that hast slept in error's sleep, O wouldst thou wake to heaven, Like Mary kneel, like Mary weep; "Love much," and be forgiven!

274. 7s. M. Anonymous.

To the Prodigal Son.

1 Brother, hast thou wandered far From thy father's happy home? With thyself and God at war? Turn thee, brother, homeward come.

2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave? Squandered life's most golden hours? Turn thee, brother, God can save!

3 Is a mighty famine now In thy heart and in thy soul? Discontent upon thy brow? Turn thee, God will make thee whole!

4 Fall before him on the ground, Pour thy sorrow in his ear, Seek him, while he may be found, Call upon him, while he's near.

275. S. M. Episcopal Coll.

Gospel Invitations.

1 The Spirit, in our hearts, Is whispering, "Sinner, come!" The Bride, the Church of Christ, proclaims To all his children, "Come!"

2 Let him that heareth say To all about him, "Come!" Let him that thirsts for righteousness, To Christ, the Fountain, come!

3 Yes, whosoever will, O, let him freely come, And freely drink the stream of life; 'Tis Jesus bids him come.

4 Lo, Jesus, who invites, Declares, "I quickly come:" Lord, even so! I wait thine hour: Jesus, my Saviour, come!

276. C. M. Watts.

The Blessings of the Gospel.

1 Blest are the souls that hear and know The gospel's joyful sound; Peace shall attend the paths they go, And light their steps surround.

2 Their joy shall bear their spirits up, Through their Redeemer's name; His righteousness exalts their hope, Nor dares the world condemn.

3 The Lord, our glory and defence, Strength and salvation gives; Israel, thy King forever reigns, Thy God forever lives.

277. C. M. Doddridge.

All Things Ready.

1 The King of heaven his table spreads, And dainties crown the board: Not Paradise, with all its joys, Could such delight afford.

2 Ye hungry poor, that long have strayed In sin's dark mazes, come; Come from your most obscure retreats And grace shall find you room.

3 Millions of souls, in glory now, Were fed and feasted here; And millions more, still on the way, Around the board appear.

4 Yet are his house and heart so large, That millions more may come; Nor could the whole assembled world O'erfill the spacious room.

278. S. M. Pratt's Coll.

Coming to Christ.

1 Ye sons of earth, arise, Ye creatures of a day; Redeem the time--be bold--be wise, And cast your bonds away.

2 The year of gospel grace With us rejoice to see, And thankfully in Christ embrace Your proffered liberty.

3 Blest Saviour, Lord of all, God help us to receive; Obedient to thy gracious call, O, bid us turn and live.

279. S. M. E. Turner.

Saviour's Voice.

1 Hear what a Saviour's voice, To sinners, does proclaim; O, all ye ransomed souls, rejoice In your Redeemer's name.

2 Where sin and death have reigned, And all their power employed, There are his love and light maintained, And heavenly truth enjoyed.

3 The needy, starving poor Are filled with living bread; The opening of the prison door Proclaims the captive freed.

4 The thirsty, panting soul, That longs for springs of grace, Beholds celestial waters roll, And floods of righteousness.

5 My God, my Saviour too, I would thy love proclaim, Partake of what is brought to view, And sing thy glorious name.

280. S. M. Watts.

Power of the Gospel.

1 Behold, the morning sun Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey.

2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight.

3 How perfect is thy word! And all thy judgments just! Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And we securely trust.

4 My gracious God, how plain Are thy directions given! O, may we never read in vain, But find the path to heaven.

281. L. M. Anonymous.

Gospel Invitation.

1 Come to the living waters, come! Gladly obey your Maker's call:-- Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find his grace is free for all.

2 See from the rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye weary, heavy-laden souls.

3 In search of empty joys below, Why toil with unavailing strife? Whither, ah! whither would ye go? Christ hath the words of endless life.

4 Your willing ears and hearts incline, His words believingly receive; Quicken'd, you then, by faith divine, A heavenly life on earth shall live.

282. 11s. M. S. F. Streeter.

The Same.

1 How gracious the promise, how soothing the word That came from the lips of our merciful Lord! "Ye lone, and ye weary, ye sad and oppressed, Come, learn of your Saviour, and ye shall find rest."

2 Ye proud, from the paths of ambition depart, For meek was your Master, and lowly of heart. And all who have sinned and have wandered astray, Come, walk in the light and the truth and the way.

3 Ye heart-stricken sons, and ye daughters of woe, For you the fresh fountains of comfort o'erflow; Your souls to the blessed Redeemer unite,-- His yoke it is easy, his burden is light.

283. 7s. M. Mrs. Barbauld.

The Weary, Pained, and Guilty, Invited.

1 Come! said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to your home; Weary pilgrim, hither come!

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste!

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain; Ye, whose swollen and sleepless eyes Watch to see the morning rise;

4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn, Here repose your heavy care: Who the stings of guilt can bear?

5 Sinner, come! for here is found Balm that flows for every wound; Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

TRIUMPH OF CHRISTIANITY.

284. L. M. Watts.

Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles.

1 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more.

2 For him shall endless prayer be made, And endless praises crown his head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice.

3 People and realms of every tongue Dwell on his love with sweetest song; And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on his name.

4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns; The joyful prisoner bursts his chains; The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest.

5 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again And earth repeat the loud Amen.

285. C. M. Milton.

The Kingdom of God on Earth.

1 The Lord will come, and not be slow; His footsteps cannot err; Before him righteousness shall go, His royal harbinger.

2 The nations all whom thou hast made Shall come, and all shall frame To bow them low before thee, Lord, And glorify thy name.

3 Truth from the earth, like to a flower, Shall bud and blossom then, And Justice, from her heavenly bower, Look down on mortal men.

4 Thee will I praise, O Lord, my God, Thee honor and adore With my whole heart, and blaze abroad Thy name for evermore.

5 For great thou art, and wonders great By thy strong hand are done: Thou, in thy everlasting seat, Remainest God alone.

286. C. M. H. Ballou.

The Same.

1 Jesus his empire shall extend; Beneath his gentle sway Kings of the earth shall humbly bend, And his commands obey.

2 From sea to sea, from shore to shore, All nations shall be blest; We hear the noise of war no more,-- He gives his people rest.

3 As clouds descend in gentle showers, When spring renews her reign; And call to life the fragrant flowers O'er forest, hill and plain;--

4 So Jesus, by his heavenly grace, Descends on man below, And o'er the millions of our race His gentle blessings flow.

5 All that the reign of sin destroyed, The Saviour shall restore; And, from the treasures of the Lord, Shall give us blessings more.

287. H. M. E. Turner.

The Universal King.

1 Come, sing a Saviour's power, And praise his mighty name; His wondrous love adore, And chant his growing fame. Wide o'er the world a king shall reign, And righteousness and peace maintain.

2 The sceptre of his grace He shall forever wield; His foes, before his face, To strength divine shall yield: The conquest of his truth shall show What an almighty arm can do.

3 His alienated sons, By sin beguiled, betrayed, Shall then be born at once, And willing subjects made: Such numbers shall his courts adorn As dew-drops of the vernal morn.

4 His realm shall ever stand, By liberal things upheld: And from his bounteous hand All hearts with joy be filled. A universe with praise shall own The countless honors of his throne.

288. 7 & 6s. M. Montgomery.

Blessings of Christ's Kingdom.

1 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater Son! Hail! in the time appointed His reign on earth begun! He comes to break oppression, To set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.

2 He shall descend like showers Upon the fruitful earth, And love and joy, like flowers, Spring in his path to birth; Before him, on the mountains, Shall peace, the herald, go; And righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.

3 For him shall prayer unceasing And daily vows ascend, His kingdom still increasing,-- A kingdom without end: The tide of time shall never His covenant remove: His name shall stand forever;-- That name to us is love.

289. L. M. H. Ballou.

Blessings of Christ's Universal Reign.