1 Let every mortal ear attend,
And every heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
2 Ho! all ye weary wand'ring souls
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind.
3 Eternal wisdom has prepar'd
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 The happy gates of gospel grace
Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
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First Line: | Let every mortal ear attend |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | The Gospel Dispensation: The Invitation of the Gospel |