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MONTHLY AND MISSIONARY PRAYER MEETINGS.

418 (1st P.) 8.7. Carlisle 95, Welsh 210. Trowbridge 21.

Glorious Things spoken of Zion, the City of GoD, Psalm Ixxxvii. Isaiah xxxiii. 20, 21.

1 GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken, Zion, city of our Gop!

He, whose word can not be broken,
Form'd thee for his own abode:
On the Rock of ages founded,
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's walls surrounded,
Thou mayst smile at all thy foes.
2 [See the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,

Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove :

Who can faint while such a river
Ever flows thy thirst t' assuage?
Grace which, like the LORD, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.

3 Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud and fire appear le
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the LORD is near:
Thus deriving from their banner
Light by night and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which he gives them when they pray.]
4 Blest inhabitants of Zion,

Wash'd in the Redeemer's blood!!!
JESUS, whom their souls rely on, 901
Makes them kings and priests to GOD.
Tis his love his people raises
Over self to reign as kings;

And as priests, his solemn praises
Each for a thank-offering brings.

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5 Saviour, if of Zion's city
I thro' grace a member am;
Let the world deride or pity,
I will glory in thy name :

Fading is the worldling's pleasure,
All his boasted pomp and show!
Solid joys and lasting treasure,
None but Zion's children know.

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418 (2d P.) L, M. Gloucester 12. Chard 175. Prayer for the Spread of the Gospel, animated by Prophecy.

1 EXERT thy power; 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, blissful day, When countless myriads of our race The second Adam shall obey.] 3 Thy 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 shall the mingled image fall, (Brass, silver, iron, gold and clay,) And superstition's gloomy reign To light and liberty give way. 5 In one vast symphony of praise, Gentile and Jew shall then unite; And infidelity, asham'd,

Sink in th' abyss of endless night. 6 Afric's emancipated sons

Shall join, with Europe's polish'd race,
To celebrate, in different tongues,

The glories of redeeming grace.

7 From east to west, from north to south,
Immanuel's kingdom must extend;.
And every man, in every face,
Shall meet a brother and a friend.

418 (3d P.) L.M. Wareham 117. Portugal 97. The approaching Fall of Babylon predicted, Rev. xiv. 6—8.

1 PROUD Babylon yet waits her doom;
Nor can her tott'ring palace fall,

Till some blest messenger arise
The spacious heathen world to call.
2 And see the glorious time approach!
Behold the mighty Angel fly,
The Gospel tidings to convey
To every land beneath the sky!
3 O see, on both the Indias' coast,
And Africa's unhappy shore,
The unlearn'd savage press to hear
And hearing, wonder and adore;
4 [See, while the joyful truth is told,
That JESUS left his throne in heaven,
And suffer'd, died, and rose again,
That guilty souls might be forgivin
5 See what delight, unfelt before,
Beams in his fix'd attentive eye;
And hear him ask, For wretched me,
Did this divine Redeemer die?

6 Ah! Why have ye so long forborne
To tell such welcome news as this?"
Go now, let every sinner hear,
And share in such exalted bliss.]

7 The Islands, waiting for his law,
With rapture greet the sacred sound
And, taught the Saviour's precious name,
Cast all their idols to the ground.

8 Now, Babylon, thy hour is come,
Thy curs'd foundation shall give way,
And thine eternal overthrow
The triumphs of the cross display.

418 (4th P.) L. M. Wells 102. Devotion 271. Invitation to propagate the Gospel throughout the Earth.

1GO, favour'd Britons, and proclaim
The kind REDEEMER you have found;

Publish his ever-precious name

To all the wond'ring nations round.
2 Go, tell th' unletter'd wretched slave,
Who groans beneath a tyrant's rod,
You bring a freedom bought with blood,
The blood of an incarnate GOD.

3 And tell the panting sable chief,
On Ethiopia's scorching sand,

You come with a refreshing stream
To cheer and bless his thirsty land.
Go, tell on India's golden shores,
The Ganges, Tibet, and Boutan*,
That to enrich their deathless MIND
You come-the friends of GoD and Man.
5 Tell all the distant Isles afar,

That lie in darkness and the grave,
You come a glorious light to show,
You come their SOULS to seek and save.

6 Say, the religion you profess

Is all benevolence and love,

And, crown'd with energy divine,

Its heavenly origin will prove.

418 (5th P.) Derby 169.

L. M. Gloucester 12.

Neglect in spreading the Gospel, reproved and deplored.

1 GO, said the voice of heavenly love,
My Gospel preach to every land;

Lo! I am with you to the end!
Observe and follow my command.

2 With joy the first disciples heard,
And told the ever-gracious news

*Tibet and Boutan-parts of Asia, little known to Europeans, but lately mentioned by the Baptist Missionaries.

As they from him receiv'd in charge,
First, to the unbelieving Jews.
3 Then to the Gentiles, far and near,
Publish'd salvation in his name,
And the glad tidings of his grace
To this distinguish'd island came.
4 But, ah! to spread their sacred theme,
How few have our attempts been found!
What heathen lands from us have heard
The glorious heart-reviving sound?
5 To us their duty they bequeath'd;
And left the promise on record;
And had our ardour equall'd theirs,
The same had been our blest reward.
6 [We too had multitudes beheld
Forsake the gods their hands had made,
And the bright beam of heavenly day
Their yet benighted realms pervade.]
7. Saviour divine, our guilt forgive!
Inspire our souls with warmer zeal!
Pour out thy Spirit from on high;
And let us all his influence feel!

418 (6th P.) 7.6.7.6. Culmstock 6. Gr. Road 281. Come over and help us, Acts xvi. 9.

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 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile -

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