Solid mountains melt like wax, What will then become of thee? 4 Who his advent may abide? You that glory in your shame, Will you find a place to hide, When the world is wrapt in flame ? 5 Lord, prepare us by thy grace! Soon we must resign our breath, And our souls be call'd to pass Through the iron gate of death. 6 Let us now our day improve, Listen to the gospel voice; Seek the things that are above; Scorn the world's pretended joys. HYMN 41. L. M.. Surry, Putney, LEE. God angry with the wicked. Ps. vii. 11. A How Just, how holy is the Lord! 2 His law condemns the wicked now, And goodness seals their awful doom; But wrath, tho' here unseen, and slow, Will burst, and burn beyond the tomb. 3 Then, how may hope and peace be found? My trembling, anxious heart inquires;A hope secure on gospel ground, No phantom which the world inspires? 4 Dear Saviour, friend of sinners, hear, HYMN 42. S. M. Oulney, Wirksworth. HYDE. Apostacy. 2 Pet. ii. 22. 1 E, who in former days, Ywere found at Zion's gate; Who seem'd to walk in wisdom's ways, 2 But now to sin draw back, 3 Think not your names above 4 Your transient joy and peace Your deeper doom have seal'd, Unless you wake to righteousness, Ere judgment is reveal'd. HYMN 43. 7, 6. NEWTON. Brighthelmstone, Amsterdam, Margate. The Alarm. 1 TOP, poor sinners, stop and think, Before you further go Will you sport upon the brink On the verge of ruin stop- 2 Say, have you an arm like God, With which he breaks his foes? 4 Tho' your heart were made of steel, Those who now despise his grace, 41 INVITING. HYMN 44. C. M. STEELE. 1 Clifford, Bray, Herman. The Saviour's invitation. John vii. 37. THE HE Saviour calls-let every ear Ye doubting souls, dismiss your fear, 2 For ev'ry thirsty, longing heart, And life, and health, and bliss impart 3 Ye sinners, come, 'tis mercy's voice; 4 Dear Saviour, draw reluctant hearts; To thee let sinners fly, And take the biiss thy love imparts, HYMN 45. C. M. MEDLEY. Barby, Clarendon. OH, what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found! Suited to ev'ry sinner's case, 2 Come then, with all your wants and wounds, Your ev'ry burden bring; Here love, eternal love abounds, 3 This spring with living water flows, Come, thirsty souls, your wants disclose, HYMN 46. C. M. WATTS. THE Wantage, Buckingham. HERE is a voice of sovereign grace 2 My soul obeys th' Almighty call, I would believe thy promise, Lord, 3 To the dear fountain of thy blood, Here let me wash my spotted soul 4 Stretch out thine arm, victorious King, 5 A guilty, weak, and helpless worm, Be thou my strength and righteousness, My Jesus, and my all! |