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In streets and openings of the gates

Hymnal: Hymns of the Church, Ancient and Modern #303 (1872) Hymnal Title: Hymns of the Church, Ancient and Modern Languages: English
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Prov. 1:20-31: In streets, and op'nings of the gates

Hymnal: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases #R10 (1800) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: Scottish Psalter and Paraphrases First Line: In streets, and op'nings of the gates Lyrics: In streets, and op’nings of the gates, where pours the busy crowd, Thus heav’nly Wisdom lifts her voice, and cries to men aloud: How long, ye scorners of the truth, scornful will ye remain? How long shall fools their folly love, and hear my words in vain? O turn, at last, at my reproof! and, in that happy hour, His bless’d effusions on your heart my Spirit down shall pour. 127 But since so long, with earnest voice, to you in vain I call Since all my counsels and reproofs thus ineffectual fall; The time will come, when humbled low, in Sorrow’s evil day, Your voice by anguish shall be taught, but taught too late, to pray. When, like the whirlwind, o’er the deep comes Desolation’s blast; Pray’rs then extorted shall be vain, the hour of mercy past. The choice you made has fixed your doom; for this is Heav’n’s decree, That with the fruits of what he sowed the sinner filled shall be. Scripture: Proverbs 1:20-31 Languages: English
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In streets, and op'nings of the gates

Hymnal: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook #R10 (2004) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Hymnal Title: The Irish Presbyterian Hymnbook Lyrics: 1 In streets, and op’nings of the gates, where pours the busy crowd, thus heav’nly Wisdom lifts her voice, and cries to men aloud: 2 How long, ye scorners of the truth, scornful will ye remain? How long shall fools their folly love, and hear my words in vain? 3 O turn, at last, at my reproof! and, in that happy hour, his bless’d effusions on your heart my Spirit down shall pour. 4 But since so long, with earnest voice, to you in vain I call since all my counsels and reproofs thus ineffectual fall; 5 The time will come, when humbled low, in Sorrow’s evil day, your voice by anguish shall be taught, but taught too late, to pray. 6 When, like the whirlwind, o’er the deep comes Desolation’s blast; pray’rs then extorted shall be vain, the hour of mercy past. 7 The choice you made has fix'd your doom; for this is Heav’n’s decree, that with the fruits of what he sow'd the sinner fill'd shall be. Scripture: Proverbs 1:20-31 Languages: English Tune Title: SOUTHWOLD

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