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A sure defence from all their rage. ISAAC WATTS 1674

I’m not ashamed to own my Lord, Or to defend his cause, Maintain the honour of his word, The glory of his cross.

2 Jesus, my God, I know his name, His name is all my trust; Nor will he put my soul to shame, Nor let my hope be lost.

3 Firm as his throne his promise stands, And he can well secure What I’ve committed to his hands, Till the decisive hour.

4 Then will he own my worthless name Before his Father’s face, And in the new Jerusalem Appoint my soul a place. ISAAC WATTS 1674

Come, guilty souls, and flee away To Christ, and heal your wounds; This is the welcome gospel-day Wherein free grace abounds.

2 God loved the church, and gave his Son To drink the cup of wrath; And Jesus says he’ll cast out none J. HUMPHREY 1720

[Let every open ear attend, And broken heart rejoice; The trumpet of the gospel sounds With an inviting voice.]

2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls, That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind;

3 Eternal Wisdom has prepared A soul-reviving feast; And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste.

4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die; Here you may quench your raging thirst, With springs that never dry.

5 Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine.

6 [Ye perishing and naked poor, Who work with mighty pain To weave a garment of your own That will not hide your sin;