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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
The Fountain of Living Waters.
1 0, 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.
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.
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.
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;
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