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Prayer for the Jews. (L. M.)

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Its beams effuse on Jacob's race; Loose from their chains the captive band,

Restore them to their native land. 2 O God of Abr’am, hear our prayer,

Grant them again thy love to share ;
Their mis'ry, let thy mercy heal;

Their trespass hide, their pardon seal.
3 How long shall Jacob's offspring prove,

The sad suspension of thy love?
Say, shall thy wrath perpetual burn?

And wilt thou, ne'er appeas'd, return? 4 No longer, God of love, delay

Thy wonted mercy to display;
But let thy all-disposing will,

Thy people's stedfast hope fulfil,
5 Thy quick’ning Spirit now impart;

And wake to mirth each grateful heart;
While Israel's rescu'd tribes in Thee,

Their bliss and full salvation see. 184. Latter Day Glory. Mic. iv, 1–5. Isa. ii. 2–

(C.M.) 1 BE EHOLD ! the mountain of the Lord,

In latter days shall rise
Above the mountains and the hills,

And draw the wondering eyes. 2 To this, the joyful nations round,

All tribes and tongues shall flow; “ Up to the hill of God," they'll say,

" And to his house we'll go.'

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3 The beam that shines on Zion's bill,

Shall lighten every land ;
The King who reigns in Zion's towers,

Shall all the world command.
4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign,

Or mar the peaceful years ;
To plough-sbares soon they beat their swords,

To pruning-hooks their spears.
5 No longer hosts encountering hosts,

Their millions slain deplore;
They hang the trumpet in the hall,

And study war no more.
6 Come then,- come, from every land,

To worship at his shrine :
And walking in the light of God,

With holy beauties shine.

185. How beautiful upon the Mountains are the

Feet of him who bringeth good Tidings. (P. M.) 1 1

N the mountain's top appearing,

Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion long in hostile lands:

Mourning captive!
God himself will loose thy hands.
2 Has thy night been long and mournful?

All thy friends unfaithful proy'd ?
Have thy foes been proud and scornfal,
By thy sighs and tears unmov'd ?

Čease thy mourning,
Zion still is well belov'd.


3 God, thy God, will now restore thee!

He himself appears thy friend :
All thy foes shall flee before thee;
Here their boasts and triumphs end :

Great deliverance,
Zion's King vouchsafes to send.
4 Enemies no more shall trouble,

All thy warfare now is past,
For thy shame thou shalt have double,
Days of peace are come at last;

All thy conflicts,
End in everlasting rest.

186. For Missionary Prayer Meetings. (L. M.)

1 ORD, in thy churches now appear,

And animate thy saints with zeal ;
With great success our prospects cheer!

May we thy presence with us feel !
2 Since thou hast rescu'd us from death,

To know thy love, and taste thy grace;
O let us spend our life and breath,

In winning sinners to thy ways.
3 Shall we be cold, and live supine?

While thousands perish all around !
Duty is ours, success is thine,

Now let thy power with us be found.
4 Bless those who now, in distant lands,

Are preaching Christ, as All in All!
Put forth thy pow'r, -break Satan's bands -
Crown with success the gospel call.

5 O let the seed, which may be sown,

Be water'd with the Spirit's pow'r;
May Christ through ev'ry clime be known,
And blessings on the heathen show'r !


187. The same. (P. M.)
1 CAPPY the Friend of God and man,

Whose constant thoughts, and highest plan,

Aim at the good of all! “ Thy kingdom come,”- he fervent prays, Then helps the glorious work to raise,

Till Satan's empire fall.
2 He hails the latter glory's dawn ;-
Darkness and misery, withdrawn,

At Jesu's sceptre fall !
What triumphs shall bis cause attend
Princes and kings their glories lend,

To crown him Lord of All!

SEASONS, &c. 188. The Seasons of the Year. (C.M.) 1 WITH songs and honours sounding loud, Over the heav'ns he spreads his cloud,

And waters veil the sky.
2 He sends his show'rs of blessing down,

To cheer the plains below;
He makes the grass the mountains crown,

And corn in valleys grow.

3 He gives the grazing ox his meat,

He hears the ravens cry;
But man, who tastes his finest wheat,

Should raise his honours high.
4 His steady counsels change the face,

Of the declining year ;
He bids the sun cut short his race,

And wintry days appear.
5 His hoary frost, his fleecy snow,

Descend and clothe the ground;
The liquid streams forbear to flow,

In icy fetters bound.
6 When from his dreadful stores on higb,

He poars the rattling hail,
The wretch that darés his God defy,

Shall find his courage fail.
7 He sends his word and melts the show,

The fields no longer mourn;
He calls the warmer gales to blow,

And bids the Spring return.
8 The changing wind, the flying cloud,

Obey his mighty word:
With songs and honours sounding loud,

Praise ye the sov’reign Lord.

189. The same. (L. M.)

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BRITAIN, praise thy mighty God,

And make his honours known abroad;
He bade the ocean round thee flow,
Not bars of brass could guard thee so.

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