4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel,
Win and conquer, never cease;
May thy lasting wide dominion
Multiply and still increase!
Sway thy sceptre,

Saviour, all the world around!

145 C. M.

The same,

ANON.

THAT in joyful boundless strains Th' extended world would raise, One sacred shout of "Jesus reigns" And fill her shores with praise.

2 Hark, the reverberating song
Already strikes the ear,

And the vast echoes, sweet and strong,
Shall soon surround the sphere.

3 From torrid climes to either pole,
Through each surrounding sky,
The thunders of his praise shall roll,
And his dominion fly.-

146

L. M.

The same.

ANON.

CAPTAIN of thine enlisted host,
Display thy glorious banner high;
The summons send from coast to coast,
And call a num'rous army nigh.

2 A solemn jubilee proclaim,
Proclaim the great sabbatic day:
Assert the glories of thy name,
Spoil Satan of his wish'd for prey.

3 Bid, bid the heralds publish loud,
The peaceful blessings of thy reign:
And when they speak of sprinkled blood,
O let thy spirit make it plain.

147

L. M. The same.

MONTGOMERY.

SPIRIT of the living God!

In all thy plenitude of 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 pow'r and unction from above,
Where'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 ev'ry kindred call Him, Lord.

148 L. M.

The same. MONTGOMERY.

ITHOU spirit of the Lord, go forth,
Call in the south, wake up the north;
Of ev'ry clime, from sun to sun,
Gather God's children into one.

2 The heathen perish;-day by day,
Thousands on thousands pass away!
O Christians! to their rescue fly,
Preach Jesus to them ere they die.

3 Wealth, labour, talents, freely give,
Yea, life itself, that they may live ;
What hath your Saviour done for you?
And what for Him will ye not do?

149

7. 6. 7. 6. The same.

HEBER.

1 FROM 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 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of light deny?
Salvation! O Salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
'Till each remotest nation
Has learn'd Messiah's name.

3 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole;
'Till o'er our ransom'd nature
The Lamb for sinners slain ;
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.

150

6. 8. The same.

CAWOOD.

CHRISTIANS, the glorious hope we know

Which soothes the heart in every woe, While heathens, helpless, hopeless lie, No ray of glory meets their eye :

O give to their desiring sight

The hope that Jesus brought to light !

2 Christians, ye taste the heav'nly grace, Which cheers believers in their race: Uncheer'd by grace, through heathen gloom,

See millions hastening to the tomb:
To heathen lands that grace convey,
Which trains the soul for endless day.

3 Christians, ye prize the Saviour's blood,
In which the soul is cleans'd for God:
Millions of souls in darkness dwell,
Uncleans'd from sin expos'd to hell:
O strive that heathens soon may view
That precious blood, which cleanseth you.

151

1

148th. The same.

BLOW ye the trumpet, blow

The gladly solemn sound,

Let all the nations know
To earths remotest bound,

The year of Jubilee is come;

Return ye ransom'd sinners, home.

ANON.