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O turn ye, O turn ye,
for why will ye die,
When God, in great mercy,
is coming so nigh?
Now Jesus invites you,
the Spirit says Come!
And angels are waiting
to welcome you home.
And now Christ is ready
your souls to receive,
O how can you question,
if you will believe?
If sin is your burden,
why will you not come?
'Tis you he bids welcome;
he bids you come home.
In riches, in pleasures,
what can you obtain,
To soothe your affliction,
or banish your pain?
To bear up your spirit
when summoned to die,
Or waft you to mansions
of glory on high?
Why will you be starving,
and feeding on air?
There's mercy in Jesus,
enough and to spare;
If still you are doubting,
make trial and see,
And prove that his mercy
is boundless and free.
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Hymn/Song Book
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GOSHEN
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11 11 11 11
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