Wait we till the morn's faint ray 491 1 Restoration of Israel. [ERUSALEM, Jerusalem, My heart is pained for thee Jerusalem, Jerusalem, I long to see thee free. C. M. A. (orig.) 2 Thy halcyon days of wealth and praise Have faded from our view; And thou art left, of all bereft, To show what God can do. 3 Bright scenes await thy future state; 4 Descend again, on earth to reign, Thy promised seed for mercy plead, 492 1 The outcast Nation. Ps. liii. 6. ? Thy saving grace impart, 493 "I will gather thee." Isa. xliii. 5. 1 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Exalt thy fallen head: C. M. Neville. 7. 6. Iambic. Lyte. C. M. Again in thy Redeemer trust, 2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, The day of freedom dawns at length, 3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, Say to the south, "Give up thy charge, 4 They come, they come ;-thy exiled bands, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, 5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, With songs thy ransomed shall return, 494 1 Prayer for the Jews. Montgomery. H, why should Israel's sons, once bless'd, Back to thy fold the wanderers bring; Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light; 4 While Judah views his birth-right gone, The Lord he crucified, to love. 5 Haste, glorious day, expected long, L. M. When Jew and Greek one prayer shall raise, With eager feet one temple throng, One God with grateful rapture praise. Bickersteth, 495 1 SEE The Harvest ready. John iv. 35. Shaken by the whirlwind's breath; To th' unsparing reaper-death. 4 Christian, doubt not, shrink not thou; 496 1 'L Go forth and reap. 79. Mrs. Gray, (orig.) OOK up, the harvest fields are white, Go forth and reap, lest fall the night, 2 See, India, from her jeweled throne, 3 A slanting ray of freedom's sun 4 Go forth-the lamp of truth is bright- 5 We plant the cross; but, Lord, thy breath From the dark silent vale of death, C. M. 497 1 "The morning cometh." Isa. xxi. 12. 11s. TAKE, Isles of the South, your redemption is WAKI near; No longer repose in the borders of gloom; The strength of his chosen in love will appear, And light shall arise on the verge of the tomb. 2 The billows that girt you, the wild waves that roar, The zephyrs that play where the ocean-storms cease, Shall bear the rich freight to your desolate shore, Shall waft the glad tidings of pardon and peace. 3 On the islands that sit in the regions of night, The lands of despair, to oblivion a prey, The morning will open with healing and light; The bright star of Bethlehem will usher the day. 4 The heathen will hasten to welcome the time, The day-spring the prophet in vision once saw, When the beams of Messiah shall gladden each clime, And the isles of the ocean shall wait for his law. 498 1 "Come over and help us." ARK! what mean those lamentations 'Tis the cry of heathen nations- 2 Hear the heathens' sad complaining; 499 1 The Missionary. (OUND, sound the truth abroad, Tell what our Lord has done, 8.7. Cawood. 6. 4. 2 3 4 500 1 Speed on the wings of love; They who his message bear, When on the mighty deep, Ye who, forsaking all, Soon will your work be done, The Ambassador of the Cross. 1G Like the beams of morning fly; O, ye messengers of God, Take the wonder-working rod, Wave the banner-cross on high. 2 Where the lofty minaret Gleams along the morning skies, 3 Go to many a tropic isle, In the bosom of the deep, 4 O'er the negro's night of care 5 Where the golden gates of day |