3 Make now your choice, and halt no more; He now is waiting for the poor: Say, now, poor souls, what will you do? Say, will you come to Christ or no? 4 Fathers and sons for ruin bound, Amidst the gospel’s joyful sound, Come, go with us, and seek to prove The joys of Christ’s redeeming love. 5 Matrons and maids, we look to you; Are you resolved to perish, too? To rush in carnal pleasures on, And sink in flaming ruin down? 6 Once more we ask you in his name, (We know his love remains the same), Say, will you to Mount Zion go? Say, will you come to Christ or no? 280 L. M. An evening expostulation. O, do not let the word depart, And close thine eye against the light; Poor sinner, harden not thy heart; Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night? 2 To-morrow’s sun may never rise To bless thy long deluded sight; This is the time; O, then be wise! Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night? 3 Our God in pity lingers still; And wilt thou thus his love requite? Renounce at length thy stubborn will; Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night? 4 Our blesséd Lord refuses none Who would to him their souls unite; Then be the work of grace begun: Thou wouldst be saved; why not to-night? 281 L. M. Inviting. Come, weary souls, with sin distressed, Come and accept the promised rest; The Saviour’s gracious call obey, And cast your gloomy fears away. 2 Oppressed with guilt, a heavy load, O! come and bow before your God; Divine compassion, mighty love, Will all the painful load remove. 3 Here mercy’s boundless ocean flows To cleanse your guilt and heal your woes; Pardon, and life, and endless peace— How rich the gift, how free the grace! 4 Lord, we accept with thankful heart The hope thy gracious words impart: We come with trembling, yet rejoice, And bless thy kind inviting voice. 282 L. M. One thing needful. Why will ye waste on trifling cares That life which God’s compassion spares; While, in the various range of thought, The one thing needful is forgot? 2 Shall God invite you from above? Shall Jesus urge his dying love? Shall troubled conscience give you pain? And all these pleas unite in vain? 3 Not so your eyes will always view Those objects which you now pursue: Not so will heaven and hell appear When death’s decisive hour is near. 4 Almighty God! thy power impart; Fix deep conviction on each heart; Nor let us waste on trifling cares That life which thy compassion spares. 283 L. M. The broad and the narrow way. Matt. 7:13, 14.