The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
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The Christian Hymn Book: A Compilation of Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs, Original and Selected, by A. Campbell and Others
Disciples of Christ -- Hymns; Hymns, English
2 Awake, awake! pursue thy way
With steady course, while yet ’tis day;
While thou art sleeping on the ground,
Danger and darkness gather round;
Haste, traveler, haste!
3 The rising tempest sweeps the sky;
The rains descend, the winds are high;
The waters swell, and death and fear
Beset thy path; no refuge near:
Haste, traveler, haste!
4 Haste, while a shelter you may gain—
A covert from the wind and rain;
A hiding-place, a rest, a home—
A refuge from the wrath to come:
Haste, traveler, haste!
5 Then linger not in all the plain;
Flee for thy life—the mountain gain;
Look not behind, make no delay;
O, speed thee, speed thee on thy way!
Haste, traveler, haste!
277 L. M.
The night cometh.
John 9:4.
While life prolongs its precious light,
Mercy is found, and peace is given;
But soon, ah! soon, approaching night
Shall blot out every hope of heaven.
2 While God invites, how blest the day!
How sweet the gospel’s charming sound!
Come, sinners, haste, O haste away,
While yet a pardoning God is found.
3 Soon, borne on time’s most rapid wing,
Shall death command you to the grave,
Before his bar your spirits bring,
And none be found to hear or save.
4 In that lone land of deep despair,
No Sabbath’s heavenly light shall rise;
No God regard your bitter prayer,
Nor Saviour call you to the skies.
5 Now God invites, how blest the day!
How sweet the gospel’s charming sound!
Come, sinners, haste, O haste away,
While yet a pardoning God is found.
278 L. M.
Come unto me.
Matt. 11:28.
With tearful eyes I look around;
Life seems a dark and stormy sea;
Yet midst the gloom I hear a sound,
A heavenly whisper, Come to me!
2 It tells me of a place of rest;
It tells me where my soul may flee:
O! to the weary, faint, opprest,
How sweet the bidding, Come to me!
3 Come, for all else must fail and die;
Earth is no resting-place for thee;
To heaven direct thy weeping eye;
I am thy portion; Come to me!
4 O voice of mercy, voice of love!
In conflict, grief, and agony,
Support me, cheer me from above,
And gently whisper, Come to me!
279 L. M.
To-day, if you will hear his voice.
Heb. 4:7.
To-day, if you will hear his voice,
Now is the time to make your choice;
Say will you to Mount Zion go?
Say, will you come to Christ or no?
2 Say, will you be for ever blest,
And with this glorious Jesus rest?
Will you be saved from guilt and pain?
Will you with Christ for ever reign?
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