And let them speak thy word of pow'r,
As workers with their God.

4 Give the pure gospel-word,

The word of gen'ral grace;
Then let them preach, the Saviour Lord,
To all the human race.

5 O let them spread thy name,
Their miffion fully prove;
Thy univerfal grace proclaim,
Thine all-redeeming love.

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HYMN CCLXXXI. S. M.

H

OW beautious are their feet,

Who ftand on Zion's hill,

That bring falvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal!

2 How charming is their voice,
So fweet the tidings are;
* Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
"He reigns and triumphs here!"

3 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful found;
Which kings and prophets waited for,
And fought, but never found!

4 How bleffed are our eyes,

That fee this heav'nly light;
Prophets and kings defir'd it long,
But dy'd without the fight!

5 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerufalem breaks forth in fongs,
And deferts learn the joy,

6 The Lord makes bare his arm,
Through all the earth abroad:
Let ev'ry nation now behold
Their Saviour and their God.

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H Y M N CCLXXXII. L. M,

F

ATHER, if justly still we claim, To us and ours, the promife made, To us be gracioufly the fame,

And crown with living fire our head.

2 Our claim admit, and from above,
Of holiness the spirit fhow'r,
Of wife difcernment, humble love,
And zeal, and unity, and pow'r.

3 The Spirit of convincing speech,
Of pow'r demonftrative impart :
Such as may ev'ry confcience reach,
And found the unbelieving heart:

4 The Spirit of refining fire,

Searching the inmoft of the mind,
To purge all fierce and foul defire,
And kindle life more pure and kind:

The Spirit of faith in this thy day,
To break the pow'r of cancell'd fin:
Tread down its strength, o'erturn its fway,
And ftill the conqueft more than win.

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The Spirit breathe, of inward life,
Which in our hearts thy laws may
Then grief expires, and pain and strife:
'Tis pleasure all, and all delight.

HYMN CCLXXXIII. L. M.

ON

I N all the earth thy Spirit fhow'r, The earth in righteoufnefs renew: Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpow'r, And to thy fceptre all fubdue.

2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce, Come, and oppofers all o'erturn; And ev'ry law of fin reverse,

'That faith and love may make all one.

3 Yea, let thy word in ev'ry place,
Its richeft energy declare:
While holy tempers, fruits of grace,
The kingdom of thy Chrift prepare.

4 Grant this, O holy God, and true:
The ancient feers thou didst inspire!
To us perform the promise due,

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Defcend and crown us now with fire!

HYMN CCLXXXIV. L. M.

C

OMFORT, ye
minifters of grace,
Comfort the people of your Lord;

O lift ye up the fallen race,

And cheer them by the gofpel-word.

2 Go into ev'ry nation, go,

Speak to their trembling hearts, and cry, Glad tidings unto all we fhow;

Jerufalem, thy God is nigh.

3 Hark! in the wilderness a cry,
A voice that loudly calls, Prepare!

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Prepare your hearts, for Godis nigh,

And means to make his entrance there!

4 The Lord your God shall quickly come;
Sinners repent, the call obey:

Open your hearts to make him room,
Ye defert fouls, prepare his way.

5 The Lord fhall clear his way thro' all;
Whate'er obftructs, obftructs in vain :
The vale fhall rife, the mountain fall,
Crooked be straight, and rugged plain.

6 The glory of the Lord display'd,
Shall all mankind together view:
And what his mouth in truth hath said,
His own almighty hand fhall do.

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HYMN CCLXXXV. L. M.

H

IGH on his everlafting throne,

The King of faints his work furveys,
Marks the dear fouls he calls his own,
And smiles on the peculiar race.

2 He is well pleas'd their toils to see ;
Beneath his eafy yoke they move;
With all their heart and ftrength agree
In the fweet labour of his love.

3 See how the fervants of the Lord
A bufy multitude appear;
For Jefus day and night employ'd,
His heritage they toil to clear.

The love of Chrift, their hearts constrains,
And strengthens their unwearied hands;-

They fpend their strength and life and pains, To cultivate Immanuel's lands.

5 Jefus their toil delighted fees,

Their industry vouchfafes to crown;
He kindly gives the wifh'd increase,
And fends the promis'd bleffings down:

6 The fap of life, the Spirit's pow'rs,
He reigns inceffant from above;
He all his gracious fulness fhow'rs,
To perfect their great work of love.

7 O Lord, increafe thy fower's feed,
And fruit they ev'ry hour fhall bear;
Throughout the world thy gospel spread,
Thine everlasting truth declare!

8 We then, in perfect love renew'd,
Shall know the greatnefs of thy pow'r,
Stand in the temple of our God,
As pillars, and go out no more.

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HYMN CCLXXXVI. L. M.

RAW near, O Son of God, draw near,

DUs with thy flaming eye behold,

Still in thy church vouchfafe t' appear,
And let our candlestick be gold.

2 Still hold the ftars in thy right-hand,
And let them in thy luftre glow,
The lights of a benighted land,
The angels of thy church below.

3 Make good their apoftolic boast,
Thy high commiffion let them prove,