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They are the noblest work of God, But we, the purchase of his blood. 5 Still in thy work would we abound; Still prune the vine,or plough the ground; Thy sheep with wholesome pasture feed, And watch them with unwearied heed. 6 Thou art our Lord, our life, our love, Our care below, our crown above:

Thy praise shall be our best employ, Thy presence our eternal joy.

HYMN 218. C. M. Doddridge. bor

Plymouth, St. Anns.

Spiritual associations registered in heaven; or God's gracious approbation of active attempts to revive religion.

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HE Lord on mortal worms looks
From his celestial throne; [down
And, when the wicked swarm around,
He well discerns his own.

2 He sees the tender hearts that mourn
The scandals of the times,
And join their efforts to oppose
The wide-prevailing crimes.

3 Low to the social band he bows
His still attentive ear;
And, while his angels sing around,
Delights their voice to hear.
4 The chronicles of heaven shall keep
Their words in transcript fair,
In the Redeemer's book of life

Their names recorded are. 5" Yes (saith the Lord) the world shall know

"These humble souls are mine: "These, when my jewels I produce, "Shall in full lustre shine."

MISSIONARY MEETINGS.

HYMN 219. L. M. Voke.
Gloucester, Shoel.

Prayer for the spread of the gospel.

4 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.

HYMN 220. L. M. Voke. *
Oporto, Wells.

Prospect of success ; or, encouragement to use means,

BEHOLD th' expected time draw.

near,

The shades disperse, the dawn appear; Behold the wilderness assume

The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom.

2 Events, with prophecies, conspire
To raise our faith, our zeal to fire:
The ripening fields, already white,
Present an harvest to our sight.
3 The untaught heathen waits to know
The joy the gospel will bestow;
The exil'd slave waits to receive
The freedom Jesus has to give.
4 Come, let us, with a grateful heart,
In the blest labour share a part,
Our prayers and offerings gladly bring,
To aid the triumphs of our King.

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HYMN 221. C. M. Cambridge, Irish. The increase of the church promised and pleaded. ATHER,is not thy promise pledg'd 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 Hast thou not said, the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own; While Gentiles to his standard crowd, And bow before his throne?

EXERT thy power,thy rights maintain, 4 When shall th' untutor❜d Indian tribes,

Insulted, everlasting King!

The influence of thy crown increase, And strangers to thy footstool bring, 2 In one vast symphony of praise, Gentile and Jew shall then unite; And infidelity, asham'd,

Sink in, th' abyss of endless night. 3 Afric's emancipated sons

Shall shout to Asia's rapt'rous song; Europe resound her Saviour's fame, And western climes the note prolong.

A dark, bewilder'd race, Sit down at our IMMANUEL's feet, And learn and feel his grace?

5Are not all kingdoms,tribes,and tongues, Under th expanse of heaven, To the dominion of thy Son,

Without exemption, given?

6 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd! Europe, with all thy millions, shout Hosannas to thy Lord!

7 Asia and Africa, resound
From shore to shore his fame:
And thou, America, in songs,

Redeeming love proclaim!

HYMN 222. C. M. Gibbons.
St. Asaphs, Abridgc.

Prayer for the success of missions.
1LORD, send thy word, and let it fly,
Arm'd with thy Spirit's power, 2
Ten thousands shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
2 Beneath the influence of thy grace.
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden greens and fruits array'd,

A blooming paradise.

3 True holiness shall strike its root,
In each regenerate heart;
Shall in a growth divine arise,
And heavenly fruits impart.

4 Peace, with her olives crown'd, shall
stretch

Her wings from shore to shore;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.

5 Lord,for those days we wait; those days
Are in thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun, and stars, and bring
This promis'd age of gold.
6 Amen-with joy divine, let earth's
Unnumber'd myriads cry;
Amen-with joy divine, let heaven's
Unuumber'd choirs reply.

HYMN 223. C. M.

Arundel, Hymn Second.
Prayer for missionaries.
GREAT God, the nations of the earth

Are by creation thine;
And in thy works, by all beheld,
Thy radiant glories shine.

2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent
Thy gospel to mankind,
Unveiling what rich stores of grace
Are treasur'd in thy mind.

3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings
spread

The spacious earth around,
Till every tribe, and every soul
Shall hear the joyful sound?
4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt
To spread the gospel rays;
And build on sin's demolish'd throne
The temples of thy praise.
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Morning Hymn, Psalm 46th.
Gentiles praying for Jews.
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ATHER of faithful Abrah'm, hear,
Our earnest suit for Abrah'm's seed;
Justly they claim the warmest prayer
From us, adopted in their stead;
Who mercy through their fall obtain,
And Christ by their rejection gain.
Outcast from thee, and scatter'd wide

Through every nation under heaven,
Blaspheming whom they crucified,

Unsav'd, unpity'd, unforgiven; Branded like Cain, they bear their load, Abhorr'd of men, and curs'd of God, 3 But hast thou finally forsook,

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Forever cast thy own away?
Wilt thou not bid the murderers look
On him they pierc'd, and weep and
pray?

Yes, gracious Lord, thy word is past;
"All Israel shall be sav'd at last."

Come then, thou great Deliverer, come;
The veil from Jacob's heart remove;
Receive thy ancient people home;

That, quicken'd by thy dying love,
The world may their reception view,
And shout to God the glory due.

HYMN 225. S. M.

Shirland, Mount Ephraim, Germany.

Missionaries addressed and encouraged.
YE
E Messengers of Christ,
His sovereign voice obey;
Arise! and follow where he leads,
And peace attend your way.

2 The Master whom you serve

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Will needful strength bestow;
Depending on his promis'd aid,
With sacred courage go.

Mountains shall sink to plains,
And hell in vain oppose;
The cause is God's, and must prevail,
In spite of all his foes.

Go, spread a Saviour's fame:
And tell his matchless grace,
To the most guilty and deprav'd
Of Adam's numerous race.

5 We wish you in his name,
The most divine success;
Assur' that he who sends you forth
Will your endeavours bless.

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HYMN 226. 8. 7. 4.

Littleton, Tamworth, Helmsley. Longing for the spread of the gospel. 'ER the glo my hills of darknes Look, my soul, be still and gaze All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace ; Blessed Jubilee,

Let thy glorious morning dawn! 2 Let the Indian, let the Negro,

Let the rude barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest, Once obtain❜d on Calvary; Let the gospel

Loud resound from pole to pole. 3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the glorious light; And from eastern coast to western, May the morning chase the night; And redemption,

Freely purchas'd, win the day. 4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel, Win and conquer, never cease; May thy lasting wide dominions Multiply and still increase; Sway thy sceptre,

Saviour, all the world around.

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Has God invited sinners near? And Jesus bought them with his blood? Go, then, my soul, address the Son, To lead thee near the Father's face; Gaze on his glories yet unknown, And taste the blessings of his grace. 3Vain,vexing world, and flesh,and sense,

Retire, while I approach my God; Nor let my sins divide me thence, Nor creatures tempt my thoughts abroad.

4 While to thine arms, my God, I press, No mortal hope, nor joy, nor fear, Shall call my soul from thine embrace; 'Tis heaven to dwell forever there.

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HYMN 230. L. M. Steele. Rothwell, Wells, Shoe!. The presence of Christ, the joy of his people.

LORD, in the temples of thy grace,

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Thy saints behold thy smiling face; And oft have seen thy glories shine With power and majesty divine: 2 But soon, alas! thy absence mourn, And pray and wish thy kind return; Without thy life-inspiring light, 'Tis all a scene of gloomy night. 3 Come, dearest Lord, thy children cry, Our graces droop, our comforts die; Return, and let thy glories rise Again, to our admiring eyes; 4 Till, fill'd with light, and joy, and love, Thy courts below, like those above, Triumphant hallelujahs raise, And heaven and earth resound thy praise.

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2 High on a throne of radiant light 12 Thus would my rising soul
Dost thou exalted shine;
What can my poverty bestow,

When all the worlds are thine?

Its heavenly Parent sing:
And to its great Original
The humble tribute bring.
Serene I laid me down
Beneath his guardian care;
I slept, and I awoke, and found
My kind Preserver near.
4 O! how shall I repay

S But thou hast brethren here below, 3
The partners of thy grace;
And wilt confess their humble names
Before thy Father's face.

4.In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed,
And visited and cheer'd;
And in their accents of distress,
My Saviour's voice is heard.

5 Thy face, with reverence and with love,
We in thy poor would see;
O let us rather beg our bread,
Than keep it back from thee.

HYMN 232. S. M. Scott.

Watchman, Silver Street.
Charitable collection.

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HY bounties, gracious Lord, 1 TWith gratitude we own; We praise thy providential grace, That showers its blessings down. 2 With joy thy people bring

Their offerings round thy throne; With thankful souls, behold, we pay A tribute of thine own.

3 Accept this humble mite,

Great sovereign Lord of all; Nor let cur numerous mingling sins The sacred ointment spoil.

4 Let the Redeemer's blood. Diffuse its virtues wide;

The bounties of my God?
This feeble spirit pants beneath
The pleasing, painful load.
5 Dear Saviour, to thy cross
I bring my sacrifice;
Ting'd with thy blood, it shall ascend
With fragrance to the skies.

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Dundee, Canterbury.
Morning.

Employ my noblest powers;
ORD of my life, Ö may thy praise

Whose goodness lengthens out my days,
And fills the circling hours.
Preserv'd by thine almighty arm,
I pass'd the shades of night;
Serene and safe from every harm,
And see returning light.

30 let the same Almighty care
My waking hours attend;
From every danger, every snare
My heedless steps defend.

4 Smile on my minutes as they roll,
And guide my future days;

Hallow and cleanse our every gift, And let thy goodness fill my soul

And all our follies hide.

5 O may this sacrifice

To thee, the Lord, ascend, An odour of a sweet perfume, Presented by his hand.

6 Well pleas'd, our God shall view

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The products of his grace; And, in a plentiful reward, Fulfil his promises.

TIMES AND SEASONS.

HYMN 233. S. M. S

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Sutton, Dover.

A morning hymn.

EE how the mounting sun
Pursues his shining way;
And wide proclaims his Maker's praise,
With every brightening ray.

With gratitude and praise.

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Evening Hymn, Castle Street.

An evening hymn. 1GREAT God,to thee my evening song, With humble gratitude, I raise ;

O let thy mercy tune my tongue,
And fill my heart with lively praise.
2 My days unclouded, as they pass,
And every gentle rolling hour,
Are monuments of wondrous grace,
And witness to thy love and power.
3 And yet, this thoughtless, wretched
Too oft regardless of thy love, [heart,
Ungrateful, can from thee depart,
And, fond of trifles, vainly rove.
4 Seal my forgiveness in the blood
Of Jesus: his dear name alone
I plead for pardon, gracious God,
And kind acceptance at thy throne

5 Let this blest hope mine eye-lids close,'
With sleep refresh my feeble frame;
Safe in thy care may I repose,
And wake with praises to thy name.
HYMN 236. C. M. Liverpool Coll.

Abridge, Arlington.
An evening hymn.
1 INDULGENT God, whose bounteous
O'er all thy works is shown, [care
O let my grateful praise and prayer
Arise before thy throne!

2 What mercies has this day bestow'd!
How largely hast thou blest!
My cup with plenty overflow'd,
With cheerfulness my breast.

3 Now may soft slumbers close my eyes,
From pain and sickness free;
And let my waking thoughts arise,
To meditate on thee.

4 Thus bless each future day and night,
Till life's vain scene is o'er :
And then, to realms of endless light,
O let my spirit soar.

HYMN 237. C.M. Henry Kirke White.*

York, Mear.

Hymn for family worship.

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In whom my wishes end. 2 My soul, in pleasing wonder lost, Thy boundless love surveys ;And fir'd with grateful zeal, prepares The sacrifice of praise. When evening slumbers press my eyes With thy protection blest, In peace and safety I commit My weary limbs to rest. 4 My spirit in thy hands secure, Fears no approaching ill; For whether waking, or asleep, Thou, Lord, art with me still. 5 Then will I daily to the world Thy wondrous acts proclaim; Whilst all with me shall praise and sing And bless thy sacred name.

6 At morn, at noon, at night I'll still Thy growing work pursue; And thee alone will praise, to whom Eternal praise is due.

HYMN 239. C. M.

Devizes, Hymn Second.
Spring.

Steele.

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10 LORD, another day is flown, 1WHEN verdure clothes the fer

And we, a lonely band, Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand. 2 And wilt thou bend a listening ear, To praises low as ours?

Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours 3And, Jesus, thou thy smiles will deign, As we before thee pray; For thou didst bless the infant train, And we are less than they. 40 let thy grace perform its part,

And let contention cease;
And shed abroad in every heart
Thine everlasting peace!

5 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd,entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led;

The sun of holiness shall shine,
In glory on our head.

6 And thou wilt turn our wandering feet,
And thou wilt bless our way;
Till worlds shall fade, and faith shall
The dawn of lasting day. [greet
HYMN 238. C. M. Liverpool Coll. *
Barby, Kingston.

For morning or evening.
thee, each morning, O my God,
My waking thoughts attend;"

tile vale,

And blossoms deck the spray, And fragrance breathes in every gale, How sweet the vernal day!

2 Hark! how the feather'd warblers sing,
'I'is nature's cheerful voice;
Soft musick hails the lovely spring
And woods and fields rejoice.
2 How kind the influence of the skies!
The showers, with blessings fraught,
Bid virtue, beauty, fragrance rise,
And fix the roving thought.

4 Then let my wondering heart confess,
With gratitude and love,
The bounteous hand that deigns to bless,
The garden, field and grove.
50 God of nature and of grace,
Thy heavenly gifts impart;
Then shall my meditation trace
Spring, blooming in my heart.

HYMN 240. C. M.

Braintree, Irish, Abridge.
Summer.-An harvest hymn.

TO praise the ever bounteous Lord,

My soul, wake all thy powers: He calls, and at his voice come forth The smiling harvest hours.

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