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From Joshua Smith, Divine Hymns or Spiritual Songs,
12th Edition, 1811 (First Pub. 1793) – 65. 65. 65. 65.
1. Come all ye poor sinners,
Who from Adam came,
Ye poor and ye needy,
Ye halt and ye lame;
Submit to the gospel,
Upon its own terms,
Or you'll burn forever,
Like poor dying worms.
2. We read of a rich man
And a beggar likewise;
The beggar be died,
And attained to the prize;
The rich man he died,
And to his sad surprise,
In hell he awakened,
And did lift up his eyes.
3. Seeing Abra'm afar off,
In the regions above,
And Lazarus in his bosom,
In raptures of love,
He cries, father Abra'm,
Send to my relief,
For I am tormented,
In pain and in grief.
4. He says, son, remember
When you lived so bold,
Dressed in your fine linen,
And boasting of gold,
This beggar lay at your gate,
Wounded and poor;
The dogs had compassion,
And licked his sore.
5. Besides there's a great gulf
Between us you see;
So those who would, cannot
Pass hence unto thee;
Therefore you must lie
And lament your sad state,
For now you are sending
Your cries up too late.
6. He cries, father Abra'm;
I pray you provide;
Send one from the dead;
I've five brethren beside;
In hearing from me,
And believing my state,
Perhaps they'll repent now,
Before 'tis too late.
7. They have a rich gospel
That spreads far and wide;
They've Moses, the prophets,
And the apostles beside :
Ii they won't adhere
Unto them and repent,
They will not believe, though
One from the dead went.
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From Hymns and Spiritual Songs for the Use of
Christians, 1804 – 11 11. 11 11.
1. Come all ye poor sinners that from Adam came,
Ye poor and ye blind, and ye halt and ye lame,
Close in with the gospel, upon its own terms,
Or you'll burn for ever, like poor mortal worms.
2. When the Lord shall descend, with a shout from above.
And call home his saints to bless them with his love,
And you not renewed in your souls by his grace,
Away you must turn with a sorrowful face.
3. For if you deny Christ, he will deny you,
You'll be found on his left hand with the wicked crew;
In horror and in torment for ever you'll lie,
In vain then for mercy, in vain you must cry.
4. You've read of the rich man and beggar also:
The beggar he died and to Jesus did go :
The rich man he died, and to his sad surprise,
Awaking in hell, there he lift up his eyes !
5. Seeing Abra'm afar off in the mansions above,
And Lazarus in his bosom in raptures of love,
He cried, father Abra'm, send to my relief,
For I am tormented with pain and with grief.
6. He said, son remember when you lived so bold,
Dressed in your fine linen, your purple and gold,
While Lazarus was laid at your gate full of grief,
You had not compassion to give him relief.
7. Besides, there's a gulf fixed betwixt us, you see,
So those that would pass from hence can't come to thee;
But there you must lie, and lament your sad state,
For now you are sending your cries up too late.
8. He cried father Abra'm I pray you provide,
Send one from the dead, I've five brethren beside;
They hearing from me and of my wretched state.
Perhaps they'll repent now before 'tis too late.
9. They have a rich gospel that spreads far and wide;
They've Moses, the prophets, and apostles beside;
If they'll not adhere unto them and repent,
They will not believe though one from the dead went.
10. Come poor Zion mourners, O don't you despair,
But cry to your Jesus, he'll answer your prayer;
He'll hear your complaints, and ease all your grief;
He'll pardon your sins, and will give you relief.
11. And when you shall come to lay your bodies down,
You'll fly to the regions where you'll wear a crown;
The smiles that will come from sweet Jesus's face
Will make you adore and admire his free grace.
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From Ingalls' Christian Harmony, 1805
11 11. 11 11.
1. Come all ye poor sinners that from Adam came,
Ye poor and ye blind, and ye halt and ye lame,
Submit to the gospel, upon its own terms,
Or you'll burn for ever, like poor mortal worms.
2. We read of a rich man, a beggar likewise:
The beggar he died and attained to a prize:
The rich man he died, and to his sad surprise,
In hell he awaked, and lift up his eyes.
3. Seeing Abram afar off in mansions above,
And Lazarus in his bosom in raptures of love,
He cried, father Abram, send to my relief,
For I am tormented in pains and with grief.
4. He said, son remember when you lived so bold,
Dressed in your fine linen, and boasted of gold,
The beggar lay at your door, wounded and poor,
The dogs had compassion and licked his sore.
5. Besides, there's a gulf fixed betwixt us, you see,
So those that would, cannot pass from thence to me;
Therefore you must lie, and lament your sad state,
For now you are sending your cries up too late.
6. He cried father Abram I pray you provide,
Send one from the dead, I've five brothers beside;
In hearing from me, and believing my state,
Perhaps they will repent, before it's too late.
7. They have a rich gospel that spreads far and wide;
They've Moses, the prophets, and apostles beside;
If they don't adhere unto them and repent,
They will not believe though one from the dead went.
8. Now therefore, dear sinners, take warning by this:
Since death will soon fix your unchangeable state;
Prepare to meet Jesus, and give him your love,
So when he appears, he'll receive you above.
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