CCCLX. CHRIST'S Invitations ecchoed back &c.

HOW free the Fountain flows
Of endless Life and Joy!
That Spring, which no Confinement knows,
Whose Waters never cloy!

How sweet the Accents sound
From the Redeemer's Tongue!
"Assemble, all ye Nations round,
"In one obedient Throng.

"The Spirit bears the Call
"To all the distant Lands;
"The Church, the Bride reflects it back,
"While Jesus waiting stands.

"Ho, ev'ry thirsty Soul,
"Approach the sacred Spring;
"Drink, and your fainting Spirits chear,
"Renew the Draught, and sing.

"Let all, that will, approach;
"The Water freely take;
"Free from mine op'ning Heart it flows,
"Your raging Thirst to slake".

With thankful Hearts we come
To taste the offer'd Grace;
And call on all that hear to join
The Trial, and the Praise.