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4 Look down, O God! with pitying eye,
And view the desolation round;
And hurl their idols to the ground. 5 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow,
And call the nations from afar;
And earth's remotest ends draw near. 6 Let Babylon's proud altars shake,
And light invade her darkest gloom, The yoke of iron bondage break,
The yoke of Satan and of Rome. 7 With gentle beams on Britain shine,
And bless her princes and her priests; And, by thine energy divine,
Let sacred love o'erflow their breasts. 8 Triumphant here let Jesus reign,
And on his vineyard sweetly smile;
Adorn our church, adorn our isle. 9 On all our souls let grace descend,
Like heavenly dew in copious showers, That we may call our God our friend,
That we may hail salvation our's. 10 Then shall each
and rank agree
To thee shall render back the praise.
A King of majesty unknown,
2 Yet through this earth thy works proclaim
Some notice of thy reverend name;
We read it in the fairest lines.
Have learnt thy nature and thy ways!
Are buried in Egyptian night. 4 They tread thy courts, thy word they hear, And to thy solemn rites draw
near; Yet, though salvation seems so nigh,
Because they know not God they die. 5 Send thy victorious gospel forth,
Wide from these regions of the north,
519, L.M.-" The LORD our God is one LORD. Deut. vi. 4. 1 ETERNAL God! Almighty Cause
Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown; All things are subject to thy laws,
All things depend on Thee alone. 2 Thy glorious being singly stands,
Of all within thyself possest;
And in thyself completely blest. 3 To Thee alone ourselves we owe;
This homage heaven and earth should pay; All other gods we disavow,
Deny their claims, renounce their sway. 4 Spread thy Great Name through every land;
All Idol Deities dethrone! Reduce the world to thy command;
And reign, as thou art, God alone!
P.M.- For the Spread of the Gospel. Isa. Ix. 4, 5. 1 O'ER those gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul, be still, and gaze;
Let the rude barbarian see,
Let the gospel
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light,
Win and conquer, never cease;
Sway thy sceptre,
521. L.M.–For the Extension of Christ's Kingdom. Ps. xliii. 3. 1 BRIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze,
Vast as the blessings he conveys,
And permanent as his control:
Then sin and hell's terrific gloom
3 Then shall the heathen, fill’d with awe,
Learn the blest knowledge of thy law;
Fall from their thrones to rise no more. 4 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet,
In pure devotion, at thy feet;
Her fulness and her glory too.
This heavenly light, this truth divine!
P.M.-“ Come over and help us.” 1 HARK! what mean those lamentations,
Rolling sadly through the sky! 'Tis the cry of heathen nations,
“ Come and help us, or we die.”
Christians, hear their dying cry,
523. P.M.- Reply to the Call of the Heathen for Help. 1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Roll down their golden sand;
From many a palmy plain,
Their land from error's chain. 2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
And only man is vile;
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;-
Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
The lamp of light deny?
The joyful sound proclaim,
Has learnt Messiah's name.
And you, ye waters, roll,
It spreads from pole to pole;
The Lamb for sinners slain,
In bliss returns to reign.
524. C.M.- Prayer for Success to Missionary Efforts. 1 GREAT God, the nations of the earth
Are by creation thine;
Thy radiant glories shine.
Thy gospel to mankind,
Are treasur'd in thy mind. 3 O! when shall these glad tidings spread
The spacious earth around,
Shall hear the joyful sound!