BIB Id 279819
COME, hear an invitation, I pray you now attend,
And quit your sinful stations, and strive for to amend,
Our days are most dissolved, and spent in sin and pride,
Come, be with me resolved to lay them all aside.
And take the happy courses that lead us to the way,
Or
It leads us to a fountain which we desire to see,
If still we are abounding in deep humility.
Remember your
And
O that we might believe it, what
O then we should receive him,
For
And in the means be fervent by which we may receive
A kind and loving
To keep us in
Into our sinful nation we see them here arrive,
The
Vile sinners are returning to find the happy way,
And
But here's the greatest wonder, that we can now behold
Young children a great number, as well as many old,
Believe and are converted, who read and sing and pray,
Though many that's departed oppose them in their way.
Now sinners are converted that once did go astray,
And saints that have departed are brought into the way;
While sinners are a mourning to see their dangerous state,
And some there are returning, but fear it is too late.
We see a reformation begins for to prevail,
In this our sinful nation, O may it never fail!
Till the whole earth be fill'd with knowledge & with grace,
Till sin is all expelled, and never more have place.
O let us be awakened! there is danger nigh at hand,
We fear there's some great judgment a coming on our land,
For wars and great commotions have fill'd the earth around,
And sin like a great ocean, doth thro' the world abound.
Famine or sword or sickness, O let it not take place!
Till we receive the witness and fulness of thy grace;
Till sin is all forgiven, that when we come to die,
That we may go to heaven, and dwell above the sky.
That we may stand before thee in that tremendous day,
And with the saints adore thee, and ne'er be cast away;
And let thy right hand bear us, at the last trumpet's found.
Then let our hearts be joined a holy life to live,
And let us be resigned in
For there's the greatest treasure that ever we can gain,
That is a world of pleasure that ever will remain.
HAIL! sovereign Love, that first began
The scheme to rescue fallen man:
Hail! matchless free Eternal Grace,
That gave my soul a hiding place.
Against the
I fought with hands uplifted high,
Despis'd the mansions of his grace,
Too proud to seek a hiding place.
But lo! the eternal counsel ran,
Almighty love arrest the man,
I felt the arrows of distress,
And found I had no hiding place.
Vindi&tive justice stood in view,
To
But justice cry'd with frowning face,
This mountain is no hiding place.
But lo! a heavenly voice I heard,
And mercy's angel soon appear'd,
He led me on a pleasant pace,
To
Should seven fold storms of thunder roll,
And shake the globe from pole to pole,
No thunderbolt can daunt my face,
For
On him almighty vengeance fell,
That might have sent a world to hell,
He bore it for the chosen race,
And thus became a hiding place.
A few more rolling suns at most,
Will land me on fair
Where I shall sing the song of grace,
And see our glorious hiding place.
HARK! hark! how swift the moments fly,
And I not yet prepar'd to die;
By day, by night, the summons sounds,
But sleep or care its crying drowns.
The peals of death, both great and small,
In various notes do on us call;
Youth slides away in shriller moans
And age expires in deepest groans.
The trembling walls around awake,
And stones o'er graves, affrighted shake;
Whilst men sleep, eat, talk, laugh and drink,
And like brute beasts, ne'er on it think.
On lines of life our bodies hung,
As heavy weights still downward run;
But ne'er again up to be wound,
When once they touch the fatal ground.
O! count the moments then that beat,
While circling blood renews the heat;
For by those measures thou must rate
Thine hopes of an ETERNAL state.