Saviour, when to heaven he rose, Scatter'd his gifts on men below, And still his royal bounties flow. L. M. 2 Hence sprang the' apostles' honour'd name, Sacred beyond heroic fame: In humbler forms, before our eyes, 3 From Christ they all their gifts derive, The commission. L.M. O, preach my Gospel, saith the Lord,U Bid the whole world my grace receive; He shall be saved who trusts my word, And he condemn'd who won't believe. 2 I'll make your great commission known; And ye shall prove my Gospel true, By all the works that I have done, By all the wonders ye shall do. 3 Teach all the nations my commands,I'm with you till the world shall end; All power is trusted in my hands, I can destroy, and I defend. 205 The joyful sound. OW beauteous are their feet S. M. Who bring salvation on their tongues,. 2 How charming is their voice,- The pastoral office. ET Zion's watchmen all awake, LETZ take the alarm they give; Now let them from the mouth of God C. M. Time ” 2 'Tis not a cause of small import, But what might fill an angel's heart, 3 They watch for souls for which the Lord Did heavenly bliss forego; For souls, which must forever live In raptures, or in wo. 4 May they in Jesus, whom they preach, Their own Redeemer see; And watch thou daily o'er their souls, 207 The labourers are few. ORD of the harvest, hear S. M. Answer our faith's effectual prayer, 2 On thee we humbly wait,- 3 Convert and send forth more And let them speak thy word of power, 4 0 let them spread thy name,— Thy universal grace proclaim,- 208 Pastors after thine own heart. L.M. JESUS, thy wand'ring sheep behold! 2 Lost are they now, and scatter'd wide, In pain, and weariness, and want: With no kind shepherd near, to guide The sick, and spiritless, and faint. 3 Thou, only thou, the kind, and good, And sheep-redeeming, Shepherd art: Collect thy flock, and give them food, And pastors after thine own heart. 4 Give the pure word of gen'ral grace, And great shall be the preachers' crowd: Preachers who all the sinful race Point to the all-atoning blood. 5 Thine only glory let them seek; 209 Prepare ye the way of the Lord. YOMFORT, ye ministers of grace, Comfort the people of your Lord; O lift ye up the fallen race, And cheer them by the Gospel word. 2 Go into every nation, go; L.M. Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry,Glad tidings unto all we show: Jerusalem, thy God is nigh. 3 Hark! in the wilderness a cry, A voice that loudly calls,-Prepare; Prepare your hearts, for God is nigh, And waits to make his entrance there. 4 The Lord your God shall quickly come; Sinners, repent, the call obey: Open your hearts to make him room; 5 The Lord shall clear his way through all; 210 C. M. Let thy priests be clothed with salvation. JESUS, the word of mercy give, let it swiftly run; And let the priests themselves believe, 2 Jesus, let all thy servants shine And, bright with borrow'd rays divine, 3 Beyond the reach of mortals, spread On all the world below. 4 As giants may they run their race, Exulting in their might; As burning luminaries chase The gloom of hellish night. 5 As the bright Sun of righteousness, And let their lustre still increase 211 Labourers together with God. L. M. HUS saith the Lord-'tis God commands; Remove whate'er his work withstands,- |