All that has been amiss forgive,
And let thy truth within us live.

2 Though we are guilty, thou art good;
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every burdened soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.

LORD, dismiss us with thy blessing:
Fill our hearts with joy and peace!
Let us, each thy love possessing,
Triumph in redeeming grace:
Oh refresh us,

Travelling through this wilderness.
2 Thanks we give, and adoration,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound!
May thy presence

With us evermore be found!

3 Then, whene'er the signal's given,
Us from earth to call away,
Borne on angels' wings to heaven,
Glad the summons to obey-
May we ever

Reign with Christ in endless day.

MAY the grace of Christ our Saviour,
And the Father's boundless love,
With the Holy Spirit's favor,

Rest upon us from above.

2 Thus may we abide in union

With each other, and the Lord,

And possess, in sweet communion,
Joys which earth cannot afford.

GOD of our salvation, hear us;
Bless, oh bless us, ere we go;
When we join the world, be near us,
Lest we cold and careless grow :
Saviour, keep us—

Keep us safe from every foe.

2 May we live in view of heaven,
Where we hope to see thy face;
Save us from unhallowed leaven,
All that might obscure thy grace;
Keep us walking

Each in his appointed place.

3 As our steps are drawing nearer
To the place we call our home,
May our view of heaven grow clearer,
Hope more bright of joys to come;
And, when dying,

May thy presence cheer the gloom.

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332

Benediction and Doxology

JESUS, on thy people shine!

Warm our hearts and tune our tongues!

That with angels we may join,

Share their bliss and swell their songs.

Glory, honor, praise, and power,

Lord, be thine for evermore!

UNIVERSAL DIFFUSION OF THE GOSPEL.

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88 & 78.

State and Prospects of the Heathen. HARK!-what mean those lamentations, Rolling sadly through the sky? 'Tis the cry of heathen nations"Come, and help us, or we die!" 2 Hear the heathen's sad complaining— Christians, hear their dying cry; And, the love of Christ constraining, Join to help them, ere they die.

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?

•In vain, with lavish kindness,
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high-

Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation!-oh, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's name.
4 Waft-waft, ye winds, his story;
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
Returns in bliss to reign.

335

C. M.

Prevalence of Christianity promised.

GREAT God, is not thy promise pledged
To thine exalted Son,

That through the nations of the earth
Thy word of life shall run?

2 "Ask-and I give the heathen lands
For thine inheritance;

And to the world's remotest shores
Thine empire shall advance."

3 From east to west, from north to south,
Then be his name adored:

Let earth, with all its millions, shout
Hosanna to the Lord!

336

12, 11, & 8.

Christ's Progress to universal Dominion. THE Prince of salvation in triumph is riding, And glory attends him along his bright way; The news of his grace on the breezes are gliding, And nations are owning his sway.

2 Ride on in thy greatness, thou conquering Saviour; Let thousands of thousands submit to thy reign; Acknowledge thy goodness, entreat for thy favor, And follow thy glorious train.

3 Then loud shall ascend from each sanctified nation, The voice of thanksgiving, the chorus of praise; And heaven shall re-echo the song of salvation, In rich and melodious lays.

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6s, 8s & 3.

Morn of Zion's Glory.

MORN of Zion's glory,
Brightly thou art breaking,
Holy joys thy light is waking;
Morn of Zion's glory,

Ancient saints foretold thee,
Seraph-angels glad behold thee;
See them glide,

Far and wide

Streams of rich salvation
Flow to every nation.

2 Morn of Zion's glory,

Every human dwelling

With thy notes of joy is swelling:
Morn of Zion's glory,

Distant hills are ringing,

Echoed voices sweet are singing;

Haste thee on,

Like the sun,
Paths of splendor tracing,
Heathen midnight chasing.

3 Morn of Zion's glory,

Now the night is riven,

Now the star is high in heaven;
Morn of Zion's glory,