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WITHOUT MONEY AND WITHOUT PRICE.

My Father, Thy smile beameth o'er me,
Through Him who still pleads at Thy throne;
Thy child shares His service and glory,
Accepted in Jesus alone.

WITHOUT MONEY AND WITHOUT PRICE.

AN INVITATION.

"Let him that is athirst come."—Rev. xxii. 17.

Come to Jesus! Are you lonely?
Solace sweet He will afford.
Lean on Jesus—Jesus only!
Come, and find a loving Lord!

Are your trials past the telling?
Are your sins as crimson dye?
Jesus sees your sad heart swelling
'Neath accusing memory.

He is waiting. Will you leave Him
Pleading at your heart in vain?
He is willing, oh, believe Him;
He may never call again.