Encouragement to Flee to Christ. Matt. 11. 28
W. Gadsby 8s
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Poor sinner, dejected with fear,
Unbosom thy mind to the Lamb;
No wrath on his brow he does wear,
Nor will he poor mourners condemn;
His arm of omnipotent grace
Is able and willing to save;
A sweet and a permanent peace
He’ll freely and faithfully give.
2
[Come just as thou art, with thy woe,
Fall down at the feet of the Lamb,
He will not, he cannot say, Go,
But surely will take out thy stain.
A fountain is opened for sin,
And thousands its virtues have proved;
He’ll take thee, and plunge thee therein,
And wash thee from filth in his blood.]
3
The soul that on Jesus relies,
He’ll never, no never deceive;
He freely and faithfully gives
More blessings than we can conceive;
Yea, down to old age he will keep,
Nor will he forsake us at last;
He knows, and is known by, his sheep;
They’re his, and he will hold them fast.
