279. S. M. E. Turner.

Saviour's Voice.

1 Hear what a Saviour's voice, To sinners, does proclaim; O, all ye ransomed souls, rejoice In your Redeemer's name.

2 Where sin and death have reigned, And all their power employed, There are his love and light maintained, And heavenly truth enjoyed.

3 The needy, starving poor Are filled with living bread; The opening of the prison door Proclaims the captive freed.

4 The thirsty, panting soul, That longs for springs of grace, Beholds celestial waters roll, And floods of righteousness.

5 My G.o.d, my Saviour too, I would thy love proclaim, Partake of what is brought to view, And sing thy glorious name.

280. S. M. Watts.

Power of the Gospel.

1 Behold, the morning sun Begins his glorious way; His beams through all the nations run, And life and light convey.

2 But where the gospel comes, It spreads diviner light; It calls dead sinners from their tombs, And gives the blind their sight.

3 How perfect is thy word!

And all thy judgments just!

Forever sure thy promise, Lord, And we securely trust.

4 My gracious G.o.d, how plain Are thy directions given!

O, may we never read in vain, But find the path to heaven.

281. L. M. Anonymous.

Gospel Invitation.

1 Come to the living waters, come!

Gladly obey your Maker's call:-- Return, ye weary wand'rers, home, And find his grace is free for all.

2 See from the rock a fountain rise; For you in healing streams it rolls; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye weary, heavy-laden souls.

3 In search of empty joys below, Why toil with unavailing strife?

Whither, ah! whither would ye go?

Christ hath the words of endless life.

4 Your willing ears and hearts incline, His words believingly receive; Quicken'd, you then, by faith divine, A heavenly life on earth shall live.

282. 11s. M. S. F. Streeter.

The Same.

1 How gracious the promise, how soothing the word That came from the lips of our merciful Lord!

"Ye lone, and ye weary, ye sad and oppressed, Come, learn of your Saviour, and ye shall find rest."

2 Ye proud, from the paths of ambition depart, For meek was your Master, and lowly of heart.

And all who have sinned and have wandered astray, Come, walk in the light and the truth and the way.

3 Ye heart-stricken sons, and ye daughters of woe, For you the fresh fountains of comfort o'erflow; Your souls to the blessed Redeemer unite,-- His yoke it is easy, his burden is light.

283. 7s. M. Mrs. Barbauld.

The Weary, Pained, and Guilty, Invited.

1 Come! said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice; I will guide you to your home; Weary pilgrim, hither come!

2 Thou who, houseless, sole, forlorn, Long hast borne the proud world's scorn, Long hast roamed the barren waste, Weary pilgrim, hither haste!

3 Ye who, tossed on beds of pain, Seek for ease, but seek in vain; Ye, whose swollen and sleepless eyes Watch to see the morning rise;

4 Ye, by fiercer anguish torn, In remorse for guilt who mourn, Here repose your heavy care: Who the stings of guilt can bear?

5 Sinner, come! for here is found Balm that flows for every wound; Peace that ever shall endure, Rest eternal, sacred, sure.

TRIUMPH OF CHRISTIANITY.

284. L. M. Watts.

Christ's Kingdom among the Gentiles.