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And peace

4 Auspicious dawn, thy rising ray,

With joy I view, and hail the day;
Thou Sun arise, supremely bright,
And fill the world with purest light.


S.M.- Address to Missionaries. 1 YE messengers of Christ,

His sovereign voice obey,
Arise! and follow where he leads,


your way. 2 The master whom you serve

Will needful strength bestow;
Depending on his promis'd aid,

With sacred courage go.
3 Mountains shall sink to plains,

And hell in vain oppose;
The cause is God's, and must prevail,

In spite of all his foes.
4 Go spread a Saviour's fame,

And tell his matchless grace,
To the most guilty and deprav'd

Of Adam's numerous race. 5 We wish you, in his name,

The most divine success;
Assur'd that he who sends you forth
Will your endeavours bless.

533. C.M.- A Missionary departing to his Station. 1 FATHER of mercies! condescend

To hear our fervent prayer,
While this our brother we commend

To thy paternal care.
2 Before him set an open door,

His various efforts bless;
On him thy Holy Spirit pour

And crown him with success.

3 Endow him with a heavenly mind,

Supply his every need;
Make him in spirit meek, resign'd-

But bold in word and deed. 4 In every tempting, trying hour,

Uphold him by thy grace;
And guard him by thy mighty power,

Till he shall end his race.
5 Then follow'd by a numerous train,

Gather'd from heathen lands,
A crown of life may he obtain

From his Redeemer's hands.

534. L.M.—The Waters of the Sanctuary healing the Dead Sea.

Ez. xlvii. 8,9.
1 GREAT Source of being and of love,

Thou waterest all the worlds above;
And all the joys we mortals know,

From thine exhaustless fountain flow. 2 A sacred spring, at thy command,

From Zion's mount, in Canaan's land,
Beside thy temple, cleaves the ground,

And nours its limpid stream around.
3 The impid stream, with sudden force,

Swells to a river in its course;
Through desert realms its windings play,

And scatter blessings all the way. 4 Close by its banks, in order fair,

The blooming trees of life appear;
Their blossoms fragrant odours give,

And on the fruit the nations live. 5 To the dead sea the waters flow,

And carry healing as they go;
Its poisonous dregs their power confess,
And all its shores the fountain bless.

6 Flow, wondrous stream, with glory crown’d,

Flow on to earth's remotest bound;
And bear us on thy gentle wave
To him, who all thy virtues gave.

P.M.— The gathering of the Gentiles.
1 THE heathen perish; -day by day,

Thousands on thousands pass away!
O Christians! to their rescue fly,

Preach Jesus to them ere they die.
2 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? 3 Thou Spirit of the Lord, go forth,

Call in the south, wake up the north;
Of every clime, from sun to sun,
Gather God's children into one.


P.M.- Prayer for the Conversion of the World.
SOVEREIGN of worlds above,

And Lord of all below,
Thy faithfulness and love,
Thy power and mercy show:
Fulfil thy Word,

Thy Spirit give,

Let Heathens live,

And praise the Lord.
Few be the years that roll,

Ere all shall worship thee;
The travail of his soul
Soon let the Saviour see:
O God of grace!

Thy power employ,

Fill earth with joy,
And heaven with praise.



L.M.-Morning Hymn.
I AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun,

Thy daily stage of duty run:
Shake off dull sloth, and early rise

To pay thy morning sacrifice.
2 Thy precious time mispent, redeem;

Each present day thy last esteem;
Improve thy talent with due care:

For the great day thyself prepare. 3 In conversation be sincere;

Keep conscience, as the noon-tide, clear;
Think how the all-seeing God thy ways,

And all thy secret thoughts, surveys. 4 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart;

And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long unwearied sing

High praises to the Eternal King. 5 Glory to thee, who safe hast kept,

And hast refresh'd me whilst I slept!
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

of endless life partake!
6 Lord, I my vows to thee renew;

Scatter my sins as morning dew;
Guard my first springs of thought and will,

And with thyself my spirit fill,
7 Direct, control, suggest, this day,

All I design, or do, or say;
That all my powers, with all their might,
In thy sole glory may unite.


L.M.-Evening Hymn.
1 GLORY to thee, my God, this night,

For all the blessings of the light:
Keep me, O keep me, King of kings,
Under thy own almighty wings.


2 Forgive me, Lord, for thy dear Son,

The ill that I this day have done:
That with the world, myself, and thee,

I, ere I sleep, at peace may be.
3 Teach me to live, that I may dread

The grave as little as my bed;
Teach me to die, that so I may

With joy behold the judgment day. 4 Oh may my soul on thee repose,

And with sweet sleep mine eyelids close! Sleep that may me more vigorous make,

To serve my God when I awake. 5 If in the night I sleepless lie,

My soul with heavenly thoughts supply: Let no ill dreams disturb my rest,

No powers of darkness me molest. 6 Lord, let my heart for ever share

The bliss of thy paternal care; 'Tis heaven on earth, 'tis heaven above,

To see thy face, and sing thy love. 7 Praise God from whom all blessings flow;

Praise him all creatures here below:
Praise him above ye heavenly host:
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

P.M.- New Year. Time how swift.
1 WHILE with ceaseless course the sun

Hasted through the former year,
Many souls their course have run,

Never more to meet us here:
Fix'd in an eternal state,

They have done with all below;
We a little longer wait,

But how little--none can know.

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