330 WHITCHURCH 12 11 12 11 Ethelbert W. Bullinger I. O come to the mer - ciful Saviour who calls you, O come to the Lord who for-gives and for-gets; Though dark be the for-tune on earth that be falls you, There's a bright-home a-bove where the sun never sets. A - MEN. 2 O come then to Jesus, whose arms are extended 3 Yes, come to the Saviour, whose mercy grows brighter 4 Come, come to His feet, and lay open your story Frederick W. Faber heart is weary and dis- tressed, Seek-ing for comfort from your heavenly Fa ther; Come un to Me, and I will give you rest. A-MEN. 2 Ye who have mourned when the spring flowers were taken, When the loved slept, in brighter homes to waken, Where their pale brows with spirit-wreaths are crowned. 3 Large are the mansions in Thy Father's dwelling, Sweet are the harps in holy music swelling, Soft are the tones which raise the heavenly hymn. . 4 There, like an Eden blossoming in gladness, Bloom the fair flowers the earth too rudely pressed; Come unto Me, and I will give you rest. Catherine H. Esling, 1839 Let the wa ter and the blood, From Thy riv en side which flowed, Be of sin the dou- ble cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. A - MEN. 19 GETHSEMANE (Continued) Let the wa ter and the blood, From Thy riv en side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. A-MEN. 334 WOODWORTH L. M. William B. Bradbury, 1849 1. Just as I am, with - out one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, 3 bb4 And that Thou bid' st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come, I come. A-MEN. 1. Just as I am, with-out one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me, 9:253 And that Thou bid'st me come to Thee, O Lamb of God, I come. A-MEN. |