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And conquests to thy church acquires,
By eloquence, which heav’n inspires.
6 O happy, who are thus compell’d
To the rich feast by Jesus held !
May we this blessing know, and prize.
The light which liberty supplies.
Hymn 64. L. M. Longing for the Promised Spread of the Gospel. Dan. li. 45. 1 ExeRT thy pow'r, thy rights maintain, Insulted—everlasting King! The influence of thy crown increase, And strangers to thy footstool bring. 2 We long to see that happy time, That dear expected, blessed day !
When countless myriads of our race
The second Adam shall obey.
3 The prophecies must be fulfill’d,
Though earth and hell should dare oppose;
The stone, cut from the mountain's side,
Though unobserv'd, to empire grows.
4 Soon Afric's long enslaved sons,
Shall join with Europe's polish’d race,
To o in diff'rent tongues,
The glories of redeeming grace.
5. From east to west, from north to south,
Emmanuel's kingdom shall extend;
And ev'ry man, in ev'ry face,
Shall meet a brother and a friend.
Hymn 65. C. M.
The Christian Warrior Animated.
1 HARK 'tis our heav'nly leader's voice, From the bright realms above!
Amidst the war's tumultuous rage,
A voice of power and love.
“Maintain the fight, my faithful band,
Nor fear the mortal blow ;
He that in such a warfare dies,
Shall speedy vict'ry know.
“I have my days of combat known,
And in the dust was laid;
But now I sit upon my throne,
And glory crowns my head.
“This throne, this glory shall be yours,
My hands the crown shall give ;
And you the blest reward shall share,
wä. God himself shall live.”
Lord, 'tis enough, our souls are fir’d
With courage and with love ;
Vain are th' assaults of earth and hell,
Our hopes are fix’d above.
We'll trace the footsteps thou hast trod,
To triumph and renown;
Nor shun the combat and thy cross,
May we but wear thy crown.
Hymn 66. 8 lines. 7's.
Success of the Gospel.
1 SEE, how great a flame aspires,
Kindled by a spark of grace
Jesus’ love the nations fires,
Sets the kingdoms in a blaze.
To bring free grace, on earth he came,
Kindled in some hearts it is ;
O that all might catch the flame,
All partake the glorious bliss
2 When he first the work begun, Small and feeble was his day :
Now the word doth swiftly run,
Now it wins its wid’ning way :
More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail;
Sin’s strong hold it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
8 Sons of God your Saviour praise :
He the door hath open'd wide;
He hath giv'n the word of grace,
Jesus' word is glorify'd :
Jesus mighty to redeem,
He alone the work hath wrought :
Worthy is the work of him,
Him who spake a world from nought.
4 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand 2
Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land
Lo! the promise for a show’r
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the spirit of his love
Hymn 67. C. M. [Tune, The True Penitent.] Revival of Religion Seen. 1 HARK' hear the sound, on earth 'tis found• My soul delights to hear Of dying love that’s from above, Of pardon bought most dear.
2 Young converts sing and, praise their King,
And bless God's holy name;
Whilst older saints leave their complaints,
And joy to join the theme.
3 Convinc'd of sin, men now begin To call upon the Lord,
Trembling they pray, and mourn the day,
In which they scorn’d his word.
4 God’s chariot rolls, and frights the souls
Of those who hate the truth;
And saints in pray’r, cry, ‘Lord draw near,
Have mercy on the youth.”
5 Pour down a show’r, of thy great pow'r,
On ev'ry aching heart;
On all who try, and humbly cry,
That they may have a part.
6 Come sinners, all, now hear God's call,
And pray with one accord
Saints, raise your songs, with joyful tongues,
To hail th' approaching Lord.
We’re joining them who 're gone before,
We then shall meet to part no more.
3 The little cloud increases still,
The heav'ns are big with rain;
We haste to catch the teeming shower,
And all its fullness share.
4. A rill, a stream, a torrent flows :
But pour a mighty flood;
O sweep the nations, shake the earth,
Till all proclaim thee God.
Chorus. “A Saviour !” &c.
5 And when thou mak’st thy jewels up,
And set'st thy starry crown; -
When all thy sparkling gems shall shine,
Proclaim’d by thee thine own.
6 May we, a little band of love,
Be sinners, sav’d by grace;
From glory unto glory chang’d,
Behold thee face to face.
Chorus. “A Saviour !” &c.
*= Hymn 69. C. M. JMysteries of Providence. John xiii. 7. 1 God moves in a mysterious way, His wonders to perform ; He plants his footsteps in the sea And rides upon the storm.
2 Deep in unfathomable mires
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign .#
3 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
4 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
5 His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding ev'ry hour;