Isaiah 55:1-2

• [Isa 55:1] Ho, Every One That Is Thirsty!

  Ho! every one that is thirsty in spirit, Ho! every one that is weary and sad; Come to the fountain, there’s fullness in Jesus, All that you’re longing for: come and be glad! Refrain “I will pour water on him that is thirsty, I will pour floods upon the dry ground; Open your hearts for the gifts I am bringing; While ye are seeking Me, I will be found.” Child of the world, are you tired of your bondage? Weary of earth joys, so false, so untrue? Thirsting for God and His fullness of blessing? List to the promise, a message for you! Refrain Child of the kingdom, be filled with the Spirit! Nothing but “fullness” thy longing can meet; ’Tis the enduement for life and for service; Thine is the promise, so certain, so sweet. Refrain

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• [Isa 55:1] Ho! Every One That Thirsts, Draw Nigh

  Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh: ’Tis God invites the fallen race: Mercy and free salvation buy; Buy wine, and milk, and gospel grace. Come to the living waters, come! Sinners, obey your Maker’s call; Return, ye weary wanderers, home, And find My grace is free for all. See from the rock a fountain rise! For you in healing streams it rolls; Money ye need not bring, nor price, Ye laboring, burdened, sin-sick souls. Nothing ye in exchange shall give; Leave all you have and are behind; Frankly the gift of God receive; Pardon and peace in Jesus find.

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• [Isa 55:1] Let Every Mortal Ear Attend

  Let every mortal ear attend, And every heart rejoice; The trumpet of the Gospel sounds With an inviting voice. Lo! all ye hungry, starving souls That feed upon the wind, And vainly strive with earthly toys To fill an empty mind. Eternal Wisdom has prepared A soul reviving feast, And bids your longing appetites The rich provision taste. Ho! ye that pant for living streams, And pine away and die, Here you may quench your raging thirst With springs that never dry. Rivers of love and mercy here In a rich ocean join; Salvation in abundance flows, Like floods of milk and wine. Ye perishing and naked poor, Who work with mighty pain To weave a garment of your own That will not hide your sin, Come naked, and adorn your souls In robes prepared by God, Wrought by the labors of His Son, And dyed in His own blood. Dear God! the treasures of Thy love Are everlasting mines, Deep as our helpless miseries are, And boundless as our sins. The happy gates of Gospel grace Stand open night and day; Lord, we are come to seek supplies, And drive our wants away.

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• [Isa 55:2] Are You Listening?

  Do you hear the Savior calling, By the wooings of His voice? Do you hear the accents falling? Will you make the precious choice? Refrain Are you listening? Are you listening? Now, to hear the accents fall? Are you listening? Are you listening To the Savior’s gentle call? By the word of truth He’s speaking To the wandr’ing, erring ones; List! the voice the stillness breaking! Hear the sweet and solemn tones! Refrain In His providential dealings, Even in His stern decrees, In the loudest thunders pealing, Or the murm’ring of the breeze. Refrain

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