HYMN 2. C. M.
 
 1 Let ev'ry mortal ear attend,
  And ev'ry heart rejoice;
  The trumpet of the gospel sounds
  With an inviting voice.
 
 2 Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,
  That feed upon the wind,
  And vainly strive with earthly toys
  To fill an empty mind;
 
 3 The blessed Savior hath prepar'd
  And bid your longing appetites
  The rich provision taste.
 
 4 Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
  And pine away and die,
  Here you may quench your raging thirst
  With springs that never dry.
 
 5 Rivers of love and mercy here,
  In a rich ocean join;
  Salvation in abundance flows
  Like floods of milk and wine.
 
 6 The gates of florious gospel grace
  Stand open night and day:
  Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
  And drive our wants away.