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Let every ear to God attend,
And every heart rejoice;
For he doth by thy gospel send
Forth an inviting voice.
Ho, ye whom earth alone employs,
Who feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with mortal joys,
To fill the immortal mind.
He, in his goodness, doth prepare
For you a heavenly feast;
And bids you each his blessings share,
Each come to be his guest.
Ho, ye who thirst, in your distress
Your fevered pulses bring;
And drink large draughts of happiness
At a celestial spring.
Streams of eternal comfort here,
Flow forth from love divine;
And grace a fountain, pure and clear,
Sweeter than milk or wine.
Here, pardon, like an ocean, rolls
To cover all our sin;
And here are treasures for our souls,
From an exhaustless mine.
Great God, how boundless is thy love,
To an apostate race!
Each sinner’s unbelief remove,
And make all taste thy grace.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 6 8 6 (C.M.)
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Bible Refs:
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Is 40:1-2;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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| 1853 | # 297 |
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