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Conversion of the Jews. 1
ALMIGHTY GOD of love,
Set up th' attracting sign,
The new Apostles choose,
The dead-reviving news.
Might now their brethren bring!
Present to Sion's King!
Not one be left behind,
to Canaan find. 3 We know it must be done,
For God hath spoke the word;
To their first state restor'd :
Jerusalem shall rise ;
Again, and touch the skies.
To call the Hebrews home :
Let all the wanderers come :
The fugitives remain,
Thy holy Mount to gain.
Conversion of Jews and Gentiles. 1 LORD over all, if Thou hast made,
Hast ransom'd ev'ry soul of man,
Why unfulfillid the saving plan?
2 Art Thou the God of Jews alone,
And not the God of Gentiles too? To Gentiles make Thy goodness known;
Thy judgments to the nations show; Awake them by the Gospel-call; Light of the world, illuinine all !
3 As lightning launch'd from east to west,
The coming of Thy kingdom be;
Bow ev'ry soul and ev'ry knee:
Spreud of the Gospel. 1 YES, we trust the day is breaking ;
Joyful times are near at hand:
When He chooses,
2 While the foe becomes more daring,
While he enters like a flood,
30! 'tis pleasant, 'tis reviving
To our hearts, to hear each day Joyful news, from far arriving, How the Gospel wins its way:
Those enlightning, Who in death and darkness lay. 4 'Tis a time of expectation:
Awful signs are seen around :
5 God of Jacob, high and glorious,
Let Thy people see Thy hand:
And the idols
DEATH & RESURRECTION.
Uncertainty of Life, and importance of Eternity.
1 THEE we adore, eternal Name,
And humbly own to Thee, How feeble is our mortal frame!
What dying worms we be! 2 Our wasting lives grow shorter still
As months and days increase! And every beating pulse we tell
Leaves but the number less. 3 The year rolls round, and steals away The breath that first it
gave; Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
We're travelling to the grave. 4 Dangers stand thick through all the ground
To push us to the tomb,
To hurry mortals home.
Hang everlasting things!
Upon life's feeble strings.
6 Infinite joy or endless woe
Attends on every breath;
Upon the brink of death!
To walk this dangerous road;
May they be found with God!
The tolling Bell.
Speaks the departure of a soul,
Prepar'd, should I be call’d to die?'' 2 Only this frail and fleeting breath
Preserves me from the jaws of death;
And plung’d into a world unknown. 3 Then leaving all I lov'd below,
To God's tribunal I must go;
And fix my everlasting state.
Depart, accursed, far away!
Thou art for ever doom'd to dwell." 5 LORD JESUS! help me now to flee,
And seek my hope alone in Thee;