40 Blow ye the trumpet

p. 40

Tune: Lenox, Lewis Edson, 1782

Text: Charles Wesley, 1750

Blow ye the trumpet, blow,

The gladly solemn sound;
Let all the nations know,
To earth’s remotest bound,

The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

Extol the Lamb of God,
The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption through his blood
Throughout the world proclaim.

The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

The Gospel trumpet hear,
The news of heav’nly grace;
And saved from earth appear
Before your Savior’s face.

The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

59 Brethren, we have met to worship

p.59

Tune: Holy Manna

Text: George Atkin, 1819

1 Brethren, we have met to worship

And adore the Lord our God;
Will you pray with all your power,
While we try to preach the Word?
All is vain unless the Spirit
Of the Holy One comes down;
Brethren, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

2 Brethren, see poor sinners round you
Slumb'ring on the brink of woe;
Death is coming, hell is moving,
Can you bear to let them go?
See our fathers and our mothers,
And our children sinking down;
Brethren, pray and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

3 Sisters, will you join and help us?
Moses' sister aided him;
Will you help the trembling mourners
Who are struggling hard with sin?
Tell them all about the Savior,
Tell them that He will be found;
Sisters, pray, and holy manna
Will be showered all around.

4 Is there here a trembling jailer,
Seeking grace and filled with fears?
Is there here a weeping Mary,
Pouring forth a flood of tears?
Brethren, join your cries to help them;
Sisters, let your prayers abound;
Pray, O! pray, that holy manna
May be scattered all around.

5 Let us love our God supremely,
Let us love each other, too;
Let us love and pray for sinners,
Till our God makes all things new.
Then He'll call us home to heaven,
At His table we'll sit down;
Christ will gird Himself, and serve us
With sweet manna all around.