ROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strewn ;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Can we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Can we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny ?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's Name!
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign!
U, whose Almighty word
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight;
Hear us, we humbly pray;
And where the Gospel-day
Sheds not its glorious ray,
Let there be light!
2 Thou, who didst come to bring
On Thy redeeming wing,
Healing and sight;
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,
O now to all mankind,
Let there be light!
3 Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving, Holy Dove,
Speed forth Thy flight!
Move on the waters' face,
Bearing the lamp of grace,
And in earth's darkest place
Let there be light!
SPIRIT of the living God!
In all the fulness of Thy grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
Descend on our apostate race.
2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love,
To preach the reconciling word;
Give power and unction from above,
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard.
3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;
Confusion, order in Thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;
Bid mercy triumph over wrath.
4 Baptize the nations far and nigh;
The triumphs of the Cross record;
The Name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call Him Lord.
WHEN Jesus left His Father's throne,
He chose an humble birth;
Like us, unhonoured and unknown,
He came to dwell on earth.
2 Like Him, may we be found below
In wisdom's paths of peace;
Like Him, in peace and knowledge grow,
As years and strength increase.
3 Jesus passed by the rich and great
For men of low degree;
He sanctified our parents' state,
For poor like them was He.
4 Sweet were His words, and kind His look,
When mothers round Him prest;
Their infants in His arms He took,
And on His bosom blest.
5 Safe from the world's alluring harms,
Beneath His watchful eye,
Thus in the circle of His arms
May we for ever lie.
[APPY the child whose tender years
H Receive instruction well,
Who hates the sinner's path, and fears
The road that leads to hell.
2 When we devote our youth to God,
"Tis pleasing in His eyes;
A flower when offered in the bud
Is no vain sacrifice.
3 "Twill save us from a thousand snares,
To mind religion young;
Grace will preserve our following years,
And make our virtue strong.
4 To Thee, Almighty God, to Thee
Our childhood we resign ;
"Twill please us to look back and see
That our whole lives were Thine.
5 Let the sweet work of prayer and praise
Employ our youngest breath;
Thus we're prepared for longer days,
Or fit for early death.
HEPHERD of Israel, from above
Thy feeble flock behold;
And let us never lose Thy love,
Nor wander from Thy fold.
2 Thou wilt not cast Thy lambs away;
Thy hand is ever near,
To guide them lest they go astray,
And keep them safe from fear.
3 We want Thy help, for we are frail;
Thy light, for we are blind:
Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail,
Το prove that Thou art kind.
4 Teach us the things we ought to know,
And may we find them true;
And still, in stature as we grow,
Increase in wisdom too.
5 Guide us through life; and, when at last
We enter into rest,
Thy tender arms around us cast,
And fold us to Thy breast.
EMARK, my soul, the narrow bounds
How swift the weeks complete their rounds,
How short the months appear!
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