I.VII. Let ev'ry mortal Ear attend

1 Let ev'ry mortal Ear attend,
And ev'ry Heart rejoice,
The Trumpet of the Gospel sounds
With an inviting Voice.

2 Ho, all ye hungry starving 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 Ye perishing and naked Poor,
Who work with mighty Pain,
To weave a Garment of your own,
that will not hide your Sin;

7 Come naked, and adorn your Soul,
In Robes prepar'd by God,
Wrought by the Labours of his Son,
And dy'd in his own Blood.]

8 Dear God, the Treasures of thy Love
Are everlasting Mines,
Deep as our helpless Mis'ries are,
And boundless as our Sins.

9 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 ev'ry mortal Ear attend
Language: English
Publication Date: 1769
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Topic: Spiritual Clothing; Spiritual Food; Feast of the Gospel (4 more...)
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