2 Our fathers' sins were manifold, and ours no less we own; Yet wondrously from age to age Thy goodness hath been shown: When dangers, like a stormy sea, beset our country round, To Thee we looked, to Thee we cried, and help in Thee was found. 3 With one consent, we meekly bow beneath Thy chastening hand, And, pouring forth confession meet, mourn with our mourning land: [our prayer, With pitying eye behold our need, as thus we lift "Correct us with Thy judgments, Lord! then let Thy mercy spare." 215 GOD, that madest earth and sky, the darkness and the day, [pray! Give ear to this Thy family, and help us when we For wide the waves of bitterness around our vessel roar, And heavy grows the pilot's heart to view the rocky shore! 2 The cross our Master bore for us, for Him we fain would bear, But mortal strength to weakness turns, and courage to despair! Then mercy on our failings, Lord! our sinking faith renew! And when Thy sorrows visit us, O send Thy patience too! 216 Psalm LXXXV. LORD, Thine heart in love hath yearned On Thy lost and fallen land: Israel's face is homeward turned, Thou hast freed Thy captive band: 2 Turn us, stay us, now once more, Turn, and be our life again, 3 Show us now Thy tender love, Peace, and turn no more to ill! 217 FR ROM Greenland's icy mountains, Their land from error's chain! 2 What though the spicy breezes Bows down to wood and stone! 3 Can we, whose souls are lighted Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Has learned Messiah's name! 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, It spreads from pole to pole! 218 O' 'ER the gloomy hills of darkness See the kindreds of the people On the face of all the earth! 2 Light of them that sit in darkness! Let all kings and nations come. 3 May the heathen, now adoring Fill the earth, as floods the sea. 4 Thou, to whom all power is given, Spread Thy name from land to land: Alway, to the end of time. 219 OULS in heathen darkness lying, Sou Where no light has broken through— Souls that Jesus bought by dying, Whom His soul in travail knew- Call us, o'er the waters blue. 2 Christians, hearken! None has taught them Guide them from their darkness drear. 3 Haste, O haste, and spread the tidings Let no brother's bitter chidings From some far, forgotten land. 4 Lo! the hills for harvest whiten, Let Thy Spirit go before. |