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Redemption by his blood
Thro' all the world proclaim:
The year of Jubilee, &c.

3. Ye, who have sold for nought,
The heritage above;
Shall have it back unbought,
The gift of Jesu's love :
The year of Jubilee, &c..
4. Ye slaves of sin and hell,


Your liberty receive;
And safe in Jesus dwell,

And blest in Jesus live:
The year of Jubilee, &c.
5. The gospel trumpet hear,
The news of pard'ning grace:
Ye happy souls draw near,
Behold your Saviour's face:
The year of Jubilee, &c.




Hymn 204. P. M.


Why will ye die? O house of Israel! Ezek. xviii: 31-
INNERS, turn, why will ye die?
God, your Maker, asks you why:.
God who did your being give,
Made you with himself to live;
He the fatal cause demands,
Asks the work of his own hands,
Why, ye thankless creatures, why
Will you cross his love and die?.

2. Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
God, your Saviour, asks you why:
God, who did, your souls retrieve,
Dy'd himself, that you might live.
Will you let him die in vain?
Crucify your Lord again?
Why, ye ransom❜d sinners, why
Will you slight his grace, and die?

3. Sinners, turn, why will ye die?
God, the Spirit asks you why:
He, who would your passions move,
Woos you to embrace his love:
Will you not the grace receive?
Will you still refuse to live?
Why, ye long-sought sinners, why
Will you grieve your God, and die?

4. Dead, already dead within,
Spiritually dead in sin;

Dead to God while here you breathe,
Pant you after second death?
Will you still in sin remain,
Greedy of eternal pain?
O, ye dying sinners, why,
Why will you forever die?

Hymn 205. c. M.

1. more than God,
For you, Christ suffer'd pain :
Swearers, for you he spilt his blood;
And shall he bleed in vain ?

2. Misers, his life for you he paid,
Your basest crimes he bore :
Drunkards, on him your sins were laid,
That you might sin no more.

3. The God of love, to earth he came, That you might come to heav'n:.

Believe, believe, on Jesu's name,
And see your sins forgiv❜n.

4. Believe in him who dy'd for thee:
And sure as he hath dy'd,
Thy debt is paid, thy soul is free,
And thou art justify'd.

Hymn 206. c. M.

Conviction of sin by the law, Rom. vii. 8, 9, 14, 241. ORD, how secure my conscience was, And felt no inward dread!


I was alive without the law,

And thought my sins were dead.

2. My hopes of heav'n were firm and bright,
But since the precept came

With a convincing pow'r and light,
I find how vile I am.

3. My guilt appear'd but small before,
'Till terribly I saw

How perfect, holy, just and pure;.
Was thine eternal law.


4. Then felt my soul the heavy load,
My sins reviv'd again.

I had provok'd a dreadful God,
And all my hopes were slain.

5. I'm like a helpless captive, sold
Under the pow'r of sin;
I cannot do the good I would,
Nor keep my conscience clean.

6. My God, I cry with ev'ry breath
For some kind pow'r to save.
O break the yoke of sin and death,
And thus redeem the slave.

Hymn 207. c. M.

ISTAKEN souls! that dream of heav'n,
And make their empty boast


Of inward joys, and sins forgiv'n,
While they are slaves to lust.
2. Vain are our fancies, airy flights,
If faith be cold and dead.
None but a living pow'r unites
To Christ the living head.

3. "Tis faith that changes all the heart;
"Tis faith that works by love;
That bids all sinful joys depart,
And lifts the thoughts above.

4. Tis faith that conquers earth and hell
By a celestial pow'r ;

This is the grace that shall prevail
In the decisive hour.


Hymn 208. c. M.

MAN has a soul of vast desires,

He burns within with restless fires;
Tost to and fro his passions fly
From vanity to vanity.

2. In vain on earth we hope to find
Some solid good to fill the mind;
We try new pleasures, but we feel
The inward thirst and torment still.

3. So when a raging fever burns,

We shift from side to side by turns:
And 'tis a poor relief we gain,
To change the place, but keep the pain.
4. Great God! subdue this vicious thirst,
This love to vanity and dust;

Cure the vile fever of the mind,
And feed our souls with joys refin❜d.

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Hymn 209. L: M.

The humble enlightened, and carnal reason humbled; Luke x. 21, 22.

HERE was an hour when Christ rejoic'd, And spoke his joy in words of praise : "Father, I thank thee, mighty God, "Lord of the earth, and heav'ns and seas. 2. "I thank thy sov'reign pow'r and love,

"That crowns my doctrine with success: “And makes the babes in knowledge learn "The height, and breadth and length of grace. 3. "But all this glory lies conceal'd,

"From men of prudence and of wit; "The prince of darkness blinds their eyes, "And their own pride resists the light. 4. "Father 'tis thus, because thy will

"Chose and ordain'd it should be so; "'Tis thy delight t' abase the proud, "And lay the haughty scorner low.



Hymn 210. c. M.


I HATE the tempter and his charms,

flatt'ring breath;

The serpent takes a thousand forms,
To cheat our soul's to death.

2. He feeds our hopes with airy dreams,
Or kills with slavish fear;

And holds us still in wide extremes,
Presumption or despair.

3. Now he persuades: "How easy 'tis "To walk the road to heav'n:" Anon he swells our sins, and cries: "They cannot be forgiv'n."

4. He bids young sinners " yet forbear "To think of God or death;

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