And keep your foot steps right; Though fast you go, and I so slow, You are not out of sight. 4 When you get to those worlds above, 5 For I will come fast as I can, Lord give me strength I shall at length, 6 There altogether we shall be, HYMN 46. C. M. An Invitation to Sinners. NOME to the glorious gospel feast, C come ye starving souls and taste 2 Arise ye mortals that are sad Lo there is balm in Gilead, 3 Look to the Saviour's bleeding side, It was for wounded souls he di'd, 4 Behold him on the cursed tree, With arms extended wide, 5 'Tis finish'd said his dying breath, 6 Come then receive his grace and tell Till we arise with him to dwell, 7 No sin nor foe shall there annoy, HYMN 47. C.M. Farewell to all but Christ. AREWELL vain world, I bid adieu, Your friendship I no more pursue, 2 You promise happiness in vain, Your highest pleasures turn to pain,✩ 3. Had I the Indies East and West, Without my God I could not rest, 4 Then let my soul rise far above, By faith I'll take my wing, To the eternal realms of love, 5 There's love and joy that will not waste; G HYMN 48. C. M. A Crum for Pilgrims O on ye pilgrims while below, In the sure paths of peace, Determin'd nothing else to know, But Jesus and his grace, 2 Observe your leader, follow him; 3 O take the pattern he has giv'n, 4 Remember you must watch and pray, 5 Contend for nothing but the fruit, 6 Go on rejoicing night and day, Your crown is yet before; Defy the trials of your way, HYMN 49. C. M. Longing for Christ. COULD I find from day to day, Then should my hours glide sweet away, 2 Lord I desire with thee to live In joys the world can never give, 3 O Jesus come and rule my heart, 4 Thus till my last expiring breath, And when my flesh dissolves in death, My soul shall love thee more. 5 Through boundless grace I then shall spend An everlasting day, In the embraces of my friend, Who took my guilt away. 6 That worthy name shall have the praise, To whom all praise is due ; While angels and archangels gaze, On scenes forever new. HYMN 50. C. M. The backslider returning. WHAT a cruel wretch am I, And now without his smiles I lie, 2 Once I enjoyed his smiling face; I should go mourning in distress, Not all the glories of this earth, 4 O should I see his face again, 5 Then I will clasp him in my arms, And earth, with all her treach❜rous charms, Forever shall depart. HYMN 51. The Complainer Reformed. SET my self against the Lord, |