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

e 4 Peace, with her olives crown'd, shall stretch Her wings from shore to shore;

No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murd'rous cannon roar.

-5 Lord, for those days we wait

Are in thy word foretold;

those days

o Fly swifter, sun, and stars, and bring This promis'd age of gold.

e 6 Amen-with joy divine, let earth's Unnumber'd myriads cry;

g Amen-with joy divine, let heaven's Unnumber'd choirs reply.

Gibbons.

HYMN 184. C. M. Canterbury. [*]
Prayer for Missionaries.

1 GREAT God, the nations of the earth

Are by creation thine;

And in thy works, by all beheld,

Thy radiant glories shine.

o 2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind;

Unveiling what rich stores of grace

Are treasur'd in thy mind.

g 3 Lord, when shall these glad tidings spreadThe spacious earth around; Till every tribe and every soul

Shall hear the joyful sound.
p. 4 Oh when shall Afric's sable sons
Enjoy the heavenly word?

And vassals long enslav'd become
The freemen of the Lord!

e 5 When shall th' untutor'd Heathen tribes,
A dark, bewilder'd race,

Sit down at our Emmanuel's feet,

And learn and see his grace?

6 Haste, sovereign Mercy, and transform Their cruelty to love:

Soften the tiger to the Lamb,

The vulture to a dove.

7 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays!

g And build, on sin's demolish'd throne, The temples of thy praise.

Rippon.

HYMN 185. 10s. Walworth. [*]

Prayer for the Latter Day Glory.

ORD of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear,
Thy children's voice, in tender mercy, hear,
Bear thy blest promise, fix'd as hills, in mind,
And shed renewing grace on lost mankind:
O let thy Spirit like soft dews descend ;—
Thy gospel run to earth's remotest end.
2 Let Zion's walls before thee ceaseless stand,
Dear as thine eye, and graven on thy hand;
From earth's far regions Jacob's sons restore,
Oppress'd by man, and scourg'd by thee, no more;
Enrich'd with gold, adorn'd with heavenly grace,
Truth their sole guide, and all their pleasure praise.
3 Then Satan's kingdom shall from earth retire,
Dead forms dissolve, and furious zeal expire,
The Beast's fell throne shall darkness dire surround,
Mohammed's empire tumble to the ground;
The dreams of Infidels in smoke decay,
And all the foes of heaven shall fleet away.
4 In barren wilds shall living waters spring,
Fair temples rise, and songs of transport ring;
The savage mind with sweet affection warm,
And light and love the yielding bosom charm:
From sin's oblivious sleep the soul arise,
And grace and goodness shower from balmy skies
5 Then shall mankind no more in darkness mourn,
Then happy nations in a day be born;

From east to west thy glorious Name be one,
And one pure worship hail th' eternal Son:
Remotest realms one spotless faith unite,
And o'er all regions beam the Gospel's light.
6 Then shall thy saints exult with joy divine ;
Their virtues quicken, and their lives refine;
Their souls improve, their songs more grateful rise,
And sweeter incense cheer the morning skies;
Heaven o'er the world unfold a brighter day,
And Jesus spread his reign from sea to sea.

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Dwight.

HYMN 186. C. M. Bethlehem. [*]

Zion exalted above the Hills. Isa. ii, 2—5.

1 'ER mountain tops, the mount of God, In latter days, shall rise

Above the summit of the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
o 2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues, shall flow;
Up to the mount of God, they say,
And to his house we'll go.

3 The beams that shine from Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;

The King who reigns in Salem's towers,
Shall the whole world command,

e 4 Among the nations he shall judge,
His judgments truth shall guide;

o His sceptre shall protect the just, And crush the sinner's pride.

e 5 No war shall rage, no hostile feuds Disturb those peaceful years;

-To ploughshares men shall beat their swords, To pruning-hooks their spears.

o 6 Come then, O house of Jacob, come, And worship at his shrine;

g And, walking in the light of God,

With holy beauties shine. Scotch Paraphrase.

HYMN 187. L. M. Castle-Street. [*]
Millennium. Isa. xi, 5—9. Rev. xx, 4—10.

OOK up, my soul, with glad surprise,
Towards the joyful, coming day,
When Jesus shall descend the skies,
And form a bright, a glorious day.
o 2 Nations shall in a day be born,
And swift, like doves, to Jesus fly;
-The saints shall know no clouds return,
Nor sorrows mingled with their joy.
b 3 The lion and the lamb shall feed
Together, in his peaceful reign ;
—And Zion, blest with heavenly bread,
Of pinching wants no more complain.

4 The Jew, the Greek, the bond, the free, Shall boast their sev'ral rights no more; o But join in sweetest harmony,

Their Lord, their Sovereign, to adore. -5 Thus, till a thousand years are pass'd, And Satan must be loos'd again;

Short is the time his reign shall last, a Ere he's confin'd in endless pain. o 6 But the blest saints shall mount on high, Where their deliv'ring Prince is gone; s Angels at God's command shall fly,

To bless them with a conqueror's crown. Anon. HYMN 188. 8 & 7. Sicilian. [*]

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Collection for the Spread of the Gospel.
7ITH my substance I will honour
My Redeemer and my Lord;
Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to his word.
o 2 While the heralds of salvation

His abounding grace proclaim;
Let his friends of every station,
Gladly join to spread his fame.
3 May his kingdom be promoted;
May the world the Saviour know:
Be my all to him devoted;

To my Lord my all I owe.
o 4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations;
Praise him, all ye hosts above;

s Shout, with joyful acclamations, His divine-victorious love.

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HYMN 189. S. M. Newton. [*]
Charitable Collection. 1 Chron. xxix, 14.
HY bounties, gracious Lord,
With gratitude we own;
We praise thy providential grace,
That showers its blessings down.

0 2 With joy the people bring

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

e 3 Accept this humble mite,
Great, sovereign Lord of all;

Nor let our num'rous, mingling sins
The sacred ointment spoil.

Francis.

-4 Let the Redeemer's blood

Diffuse its virtues wide:

Hallow and cleanse our every gift,
And all our follies hide.

e 5 O may this sacrifice

To thee, the Lord, ascend,

-An odour of a sweet perfume,
Presented by his hand.

0 6

Well pleas'd our God shall view
The products of his grace;

And, in a plentiful reward,

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Fulfil his promises.

HYMN 190. C. M. Hymn 2d. [*]
The Good Samaritan. Luke x, 30—37.

Scott.

ATHER of mercies, send thy grace,
All powerful from above,

To form in our obedient souls

The image of thy love.

b 2 O may our sympathizing breasts
That generous pleasure know;
Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' wo.

e 3 When the most helpless sons of grief
In low distress are laid;

p Soft be our hearts their pains to feel,
And swift our hands to aid.

-4 So Jesus look'd on dying men,
When thron'd above the skies:
And 'midst the embraces of thy love,
He felt compassion rise.

o 5 On wings of love the Saviour flew,
To raise us from the ground;

e And gave the richest of his blood, A balm for every wound.

Doddridge.

HYMN 191. C. M. Devizes. [*]
Nature and Fruits of Charity.
CHARITY, thou heavenly grace!
All tender, soft and kind!

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A friend to all the human race,
To all that's good inclin'd!