HYMN 306. 7's. Evening Hymn. [b or *] Matt. xi, 28.

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COME, ye weary sinners, come,

All, who feel your heavy load:
Jesus calls the wanderers home;
Hasten to your pardoning God:
Come, ye guilty souls oppressed,
Answer to the Saviour's call:
"Come, and I will give you rest:
Come, and I will save you all."
e 2 Jesus, full of truth and love,
We thy kindest call obey,
Faithful let thy mercies prove,
Take our load of guilt away:
Weary of this war within,
Weary of this endless strife,
Weary of ourselves and sin,
Weary of a wretched life.
p 3 Burdened with a world of grief,
Burdened with our sinful load,
Burdened with this unbelief,
Burdened with the wrath of God,
o Lo, we come to thee for ease,
True and gracious as thou art;
Now our weary souls release,
Write forgiveness on our heart.

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Village Hymns.

HYMN 307. L. M. Munich. [*]
"Return unto me."

RETURN, O wanderer, return!

And seek thine injured Father's face: Those new desires which in thee burn, Were kindled by reclaiming grace. 2 Return, O wanderer, return! e He hears thy deep repentant sigh: He sees thy softened spirit mourn, When no intruding ear is nigh. 3 Return, O wanderer, return! Thy Saviour bids thy spirit live: Go to his feet; and grateful, learn How freely Jesus can forgive. 4 Return, O wanderer, return! And wipe away the falling tear: Thy Father calls " No longer mourn!"

'Tis mercy's voice invites thee near. Collyer

HYMN 308. C. M. Dundee. [b]
Matt. xi, 28.

1 ALL ye who feel distressed for sin,

And fear eternal wo,

You Christ invites to enter in-
This hour to Jesus go!

2 He by his own almighty word,
Will all your fears remove:
For every wound his precious blood
A sovereign balm shall prove.

o 3 His conquering grace shall set you free
From sin's oppressive chains,
From Satan's hateful tyranny,
And everlasting pains.

b 4 Come, then, ye heavy-laden-come!
His instant help implore:

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There's room for millions more. Pratt's Co.
HYMN 309. 8 & 7. Sicilian Hymn. [*]
A Fountain opened for Sin and Uncleanness.

COME to Calvary's holy mountain,

Sinners, ruined by the fall;

Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to all.

e 2 Come, in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind;
Here the guilty, free remission,
Here the troubled, peace may find.
3 He that drinks shall live for ever;
"Tis a soul-renewing flood:

God is faithful ;-God will never
Break his covenant in blood.

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Montgomery

HYMN 310. L. M. Angels Hymn. [*] "Take not thy Holy Spirit," &c. Ps. li. 11. STAY, thou insulted Spirit, stay,

Though I have done thee such despite,

Cast not the sinner quite away,

Nor take thine everlasting flight.

-2 Though I have most unfaithful been
Of all, whoe'er thy grace received,
Ten thousand times thy goodness seen,
Ten thousand times thy goodness grieved,-

p 3 Yet ob, the chief of sinners spare,
In honour of my great High Priest;
Nor in thy righteous anger swear,
I shall not see thy people's rest.
-4 If yet thou canst my sins forgive,
E'en now, O Lord, relieve my woes;
Into thy rest of love receive,

And bless me with the calm repose.
-5 E'en now my weary soul release,
And raise me by thy gracious band!
Guide me into thy perfect peace,

And bring me to the promised land. C. Wesley.
HYMN 311. C. M. Canterbury. [b]
The Penitent.

1 PROSTRATE, O Jesus, at thy feet,

A guilty rebel lies,

And upwards to the mercy-seat
Presumes to lift his eyes.

2 If tears of sorrow would suffice
To pay the debt I owe,

Tears should from both my weeping eyes
In ceaseless torrents flow.

3 But no such sacrifice I plead,

To expiate my guilt;

No tears but those which thou hast shed,
No blood but thou hast spilt.

4 Think of thy sorrows, dearest Lord,
And all my sins forgive;

Then Justice will approve the word
That bids the sinner live.

Stennett.

HYMN 312. C. M. Dedham. [b or *]

"O save me for thy Mercies' Sake.”—Ps. vi, 4.

P1 MERCY alone can meet my case:

For mercy, Lord, I cry:

Jesus, Redeemer, show thy face
In mercy, or I die.

2 Save me,-for none beside can save;
At thy command I tread,

With failing steps, life's stormy wave;
The wave goes o'er my head.

3 I perish, and my doom were just;
But wilt thou leave me? No:

I hold thee fast, my hope, my trust:

I will not let thee go.

g 4 Still sure to me thy promise stands,
And ever must abide:

Behold it written on thy hands,
And graven in thy side.

5 To this, this only will I cleave:
Thy word is all my plea:

That word is truth, and I believe:
Have mercy, Lord, on me!

Montgomery.

HYMN 313. C. M. Funeral Hymn. [b]
For Pardon, Holiness, and Heaven.

P1 SIN

INNERS of Adam's fallen race,
Sinners by practice too,

In prayer, O God, we seek thy face,
In prayer for mercy sue.

-2 No trembling penitent to thee
E'er turned, and was denied:
Accept, O Lord! our only plea;
For us thy Son hath died.

o 3 For him, thy gift, thy name we bless:
To us, for whom he died,

Through faith impute his righteousness,
And we are justified.

-4 Nor rest we here, thou God of love!
May we, for whom he died,
Receive thy Spirit from above,

And thus be sanctified.

5 At length made holy, just, forgiven,
Through Christ who for us died,
May we, exchanging earth for heaven,
With him be glorified.

Alexander's Col.

HYMN 314. 7's. Hotham. [*]
Choosing the Heritage of God's People.

01 PEOPLE of the living God,

I have sought the world around,

Paths of sin and sorrow trod,
Peace and comfort nowhere found.
Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns, a fugitive unblessed';
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O receive me into rest!

2 Lonely I no longer roam,
Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you die shall be my grave;
Mine the God whom you adore,
Your Redeemer shall be mine;
Earth can fill my heart no more,
Every idol I resign.

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Montgomery.

HYMN 315. C. M. Broomsgrove. [*]
Social Dedication to God.

BEING of beings, God of love!

To thee our hearts we raise ;

Thy all-sustaining power we prove,
And gladly sing thy praise.

2 Thine, wholly thine, we want to be;
Our sacrifice receive;

Made, and preserved, and saved by thee,
To thee ourselves we give.

83 Come, Holy Ghost! the Saviour's love
Shed in our hearts abroad;

So shall we ever live and move,
And be with Christ, in God.

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C. Wesley.

HYMN 316. C. M. Arundel. [*]
"Hinder me not." Gen. xxiv, 56.
N all my Lord's appointed ways
My journey I'll pursue;

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"Hinder me not," ye much-loved saints,
For I must go with you.

2 Through floods and flames, if Jesus lead,
I'll follow where he goes;

"Hinder me not," shall be my cry,

Though earth and hell oppose.

3 Through duty, and through trials too, I'll go at his command;

"Hinder me not," for I am bound To my Immanuel's land.

o 4 And when my Saviour calls me home, My joyful cry shall be,

"Hinder me not;" come, welcome death; I'll gladly go with thee.

Dr. Ryland