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3 O lovely attitude! He stands

With melting heart and laden hands;
O matchless kindness! and He shows
This matchless kindness to His foes.

4 Admit Him, lest His anger burn,
And He, departing, ne'er return:
Admit Him, or the hour's at hand,
When, at His door, denied you'll stand.

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THE Spirit, in our hearts,

Is whispering, "Sinner, come!"

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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 Savior, come.

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LET every ear attend,

And every heart rejoice;

The trumpet of the Gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.

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2 Ho! all ye starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,

And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind.

3 Here Wisdom has prepared
A soul-reviving feast,

And bids your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.

4 Ho! ye that pant for streams, And pine away and die,

Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry.

5 Rivers of mercy here

In a rich ocean join;

Salvation in abundance flows,
Like floods of milk and wine.

6 The gates of Gospel grace

Stand open night and day:

Lord! we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.

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RETURN, O wanderer, return,

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And seek an injured 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

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3 Return, O wanderer, return,

Thy Savior bids thy spirit live; Go to His bleeding feet, and learn How freely Jesus can forgive.

4 Return, O wanderer, return,

And wipe away the falling tear; "Tis God who says, "No longer mourn," 'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near.

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HASTEN, O sinner, to be wise,

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And stay not for the morrow's sun, The longer wisdom you despise,

The harder is she to be won.

2 O hasten, mercy to implore,

And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear thy season should be o'er Before this evening's course be run.

3 Hasten, O sinner, to return,

And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear thy lamp should fail to burn Before the needful work is done.

4 Hasten, O sinner, to be blest,

And stay not for the morrow's sun, For fear the curse should thee arrest Before the morrow is begun.

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COME, my soul, thy suit prepare,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself has bid thee pray,
Therefore will not say thee nay.

2 Thou art coming to a King:
Large petitions with thee bring;

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For His grace and power are such,
None can ever ask too much.

3 With my burden I begin :
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Thy blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.

4 Lord, I come to Thee for rest,
Take possession of my breast;
There Thy blood-bought right maintain,
And without a rival reign.

5 While I am a pilgrim here,

Let Thy love my spirit cheer;

As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey's end.

6 Show me what I have to do,
Every hour my strength renew;
Let me live a life of faith,
Let me die Thy people's death.

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DELAY not, delay not, O sinner, draw

near,

The waters of life are now flowing for

thee;

No price is demanded; the Savior is here; Redemption is purchased, salvation is free.

2 Delay not, delay not, why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy

God?

A fountain is opened; how canst thou

refuse

To wash and be cleansed in His par

doning blood?

3 Delay not, delay not, O sinner, to come, For mercy still lingers, and calls thee today;

Her voice is not heard in the vale of the tomb;

Her message, unheeded, will soon pass away.

4 Delay not, delay not, the Spirit of grace, Long grieved and resisted, may take its sad flight,

And leave thee in darkness to finish thy race,

To sink in the gloom of eternity's night.

5 Delay not, delay not, the hour is at hand; The earth shall dissolve,

heavens shall fade;

and the

The dead, small and great, in the judgment shall stand;

What power then, O sinner, shall lend thee its aid?

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COME, ye weary sinners, come,
All who feel your heavy load;
Jesus calls His wanderers home;
Hasten to your pardoning God.

2 Come, ye guilty souls oppressed,
Answer to the Savior's call:
"Come, and I will give you rest;
Come, and I will save you all."

3 Jesus, full of truth and love,
We Thy gracious call obey;
Faithful let Thy mercies prove,
Take our load of guilt away.

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