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HYMN 56. C.M.
Invitation. (cont.)

7	Ye longing souls, the grace adore;    Approach, there yet is room.

HYMN 57. C.M.
Invitation.

1	THE King of heav'n his table spreads,    And blessings crown the board; Not Paradise, with all its joys,    Could such delight afford.
2	Pardon and peace to dying men,    And endless life are giv'n; Thro' the rich blood that Jesus shed,    To raise our souls to heav'n.
3	Ye hungry poor, that long have strayed    In sin's dark mazes, come; Come, from your most obscure retreats,    And grace shall find you room.
4	Millions of souls, in glory now,    Were fed and feasted here; And millions more, still on the way,    Around the board appear.
5	All things are ready, come away,    Nor weak excuses frame; Crowd to your places at the feast,    And bless the Founder's name.

HYMN 58. L.M.
Invitation.

1	COME in, ye blessed of the Lord, Ye that believe his holy word; Come, and receive his heav'nly bread, The food, with which his saints are fed.
2	Your Saviour's boundless goodness prove, And feast on his redeeming love; Come, all ye happy souls, that thirst, The last is welcome as the first.

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HYMN 58. L.M.
Invitation. (cont.)

3	Come to his table, and receive Whate'er a pard'ning God can give; His love thro' ev'ry age endures; His promise and himself are yours.

HYMN 59. P.M.
Invitation - It is finished.

1	HARK! the voice of love and mercy    Sounds aloud from Calvary; See! it rends the rocks asunder,    Shakes the earth and veils the sky! "It is finish'd!" Hear the dying Saviour cry.
2	It is finish'd! O what pleasure    Do these precious words afford! Heav'nly blessings, without measure,    Flow to us from Christ the Lord: It is finish'd! Saints, the dying words record.
3	Finish'd, all the types and shadows    Of the ceremonial law! Finish'd, all that God had promis'd;    Death and hell no more shall awe: It is finish'd! Saints, from hence your comfort draw.
4	Happy souls, approach the table,    Taste the soul-reviving food! Nothing's half so sweet and pleasant,    As the Saviour's flesh and blood. It is finish'd! Christ has borne the heavy load.
5	Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,    Join to sing the pleasing theme; All on earth, and all in heav'n,    Join to praise Immanuel's name