3 The mountains in their places stood, 4 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea, 971 9th P. M. 87, 87, 87, 87. For the dedication of a seamen's Bethel. HOU, who on the whirlwind ridest, At whose word the thunder roars, Who in majesty presidest O'er the oceans and their shores; From those shores, and from the ocean, We, the children of the sea, Come to offer our devotion, And to give this house to thee. 2 When, for business on great waters, 3 When in port, each day that's holy To this house we'll press in throngs; When at sea, with spirit lowly, We'll repeat its sacred songs. Outward bound, shall we, in sadness, Lose its flag behind the seas; Homeward bound, we'll greet with gladness Its first floating on the breeze. 4 Homeward bound!-with deep emotion, We remember, Lord, that life Is a voyage o'er an ocean Heaved by many a tempest's strife. On our hearts and minds, that we, 972 MISSIONARY. Souls perishing for lack of knowledge. SHE L. M. HEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye To thee in their behalf we cry, Ourselves but newly found in thee. 2 See where o'er desert wastes they err, And neither food nor feeder have, Nor fold, nor place of refuge near, For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught, 4 The pit its mouth hath open'd wide, 5 Why should the foe thy purchase seize? 973 FROM 26th P. M. 76, 76, 76, 76. The cry of the heathen. ROM Greenland's icy mountains, Their land from error's chain. ; 2 What though the spicy breezes 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted The joyful sound proclaim, 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, It spreads from pole to pole: 974 L 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. The ruined race. ET God, who comforts the distress'd, And show thyself the Comforter; 2 We wrestle for the ruin'd race; And make thy richest mercy known, 3 Father of everlasting love, 975 The glorious predictions. THE Law and Prophets all foretold L. M. That Christ should die, and leave the grave; Gather the world into his fold, The Church of Jews and Gentiles save. 2 Yet, by the prince of darkness bound, 3 Light of the world, again appear, 976 L. M. BEHO The latter day glory. EHOLD, the heathen waits to know 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 977 26th P. M. 76, 76, 76, 76. Departing missionaries. OLL on, thou mighty ocean; R And, as thy billows flow, Bear messengers of mercy Safe to the destined shore; And death's black shade, no more. 20 thou eternal Ruler, Who holdest in thine arm The tempests of the ocean, Protect them from all harm! Thy presence, Lord, be with them, Though far from us who love them, |