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Woodbury, I. B. (Issac Baker), 1819-1858 (ed.) / The new lute of Zion: a collection of sacred music, designed for the use of congregations generally, but more especially the Methodist Episcopal Church

Chants,   pp. [312]-315

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V H A N T S--onclude 
No. 1    " 0Cou, TA IngIas.""  From Pwneer., 
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1. come, e sinners, poor and needy, 
Weal and wounded, I sick and j sore; 
Jesus ready stands to save you, 
Full of I pity, I love, and I power: 
He is able, 
He is I willing: I doubt no I more. 
2. Now, ye needy, come and welcome; 
God's free bounty j glori- I fy; 
True belief and true repentance,- 
Every Irace that I brings you I nigh,- 
Come    ithout money, 
Come to I Jesus I Christ and I buy. 
8. Let no eonscienee make you linger: 
Nor of fitness j fondly I dream: 
All the fitness he requireth 
Is to I feel your I need of him: 
This he gives you,- 
e'Ti the J Spirit's I glimmering 1 beam. 
4, Come, ye weary, heavy-laden, 
Bruised and mangled I by the I fall; 
If you tarry till you're better, 
You will I never f come at 4 all; 
ot the righteous,- 
ners ]Jesus I came to I call 
0"4 metre of 6 lines ray be sung to this chese 
5. Ago*izing   the garden,   x 
Your Redeemer I prostrate I lies 
On the bloody tree behold him I 
Hear i     cry, be- I fore he  dies 
It is finished I 
Sinners, I will not Ithis suf. fleet 
6. Lo I th'inearnate God, ascending, 
Pleads the merit I of his I blood: 
Venture on him,-venture freely; 
Let no I other I trust i. I trude: 
None but Jesus 
Can do I helpless I sinners I good. 
7. Saints and angels, joined in concert, 
Sing the praises I of the J Lamb; 
While the blissful seats of heaven 
Sweetly I echo I with his I name: 
Hallelujah I 
Sinners I here may I do the I same. 
1. There is a calm for I those who I weep, 
A rest for weary Ipilgrims I found: 
They softly lie, and  sweetly I sleep 
Low in the I grouni. 
t. The storm that wrecks the I winter I sky, 
No more disturbs their I deep re- pose, 
Than summer evening's I latest I sigh, 
That shuts the I rose. 
Thou traveler in, the I vale of I teers, 
To realms of ever- I lasting I'light, 
Through time's dark wilder- I ness of years 
Pursue thy I flight. 
4. Whate'er thy lot, where- I e'er thou I be, 
Confess thy folly- I kiss the I rod; 
And in thy chastening I sorrows I see 
The hand of I God. 
a. Though long of winds and I waves tl Isport, 
Condemned in wretched- j ness to roam, 
Thou soon shalt reach a j sheltering I port, 
A quiet I home. 
1. Out of the depths have I cried unto I thee, 0 1 Lord. 
Lord, hear my voice; let thine ears be attentive to 
the I voice I supplW I cations. 
2. If thou, Lord, shouldet mark iniquities, 0 Lord, 
who shall I stand. But there is forgivene with 
thee, That /thou- I mayest be I feared. 
2. I wait for the Lord, my soul doth wait, and i6 his I I I hope. M, soul waiteth for the Lord 
more than they that watch for the morning, I 
say, I. more than..they that I waich..for the I 
4. Let Israel hope in the Lord, for with the Lord there 
is mercy, and with him Is- I demp. 
tion. And he shall redeem Irael from I all- j his 
i- I quis, 

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