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Lord, how large thy bounties are,
Tender, gracious, sinner’s friend;
What a feast dost thou; prepare,
And what invitations send?
Now fulfil thy great design,
Who didst first the message bring:
Ev’ry heart to thee incline,
Now compel them to come in.
Rushing on the downward road,
Sinners no compulsion need;
Heaven to forsake, and God,
See, they run with rapid speed.
Draw them back by love divine—
With thy grace their spirits win;
Ev`ry heart to thee incline;
Now compel them to come in.
Thus their willing souls compel—
Thus their happy minds constrain,
From the ways of death and hell,
Home to God, and grace again.
Stretch that conqu’ring arm of thine,
Once stretch’d out to bleed for sin;
Ev’ry heart to thee incline,
Now compel them to come in.
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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7 7 7 7
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Bible Refs:
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Lk 14:22;
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LIST OF LYRIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Year
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| 1815 | # 361 |
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MERCY
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7 7 7 7
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1867
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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| # 248 | Ab | | # 605 | Ab | | # 170 | Bb | | # 10 | Bb | | # 199 | Bb |
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