2 What tho' the spicy breezes The gifts of God are strown; 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted The joyful sound preclaim, 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, It spreads from pole to pole; HYMN 493. s. M. Shirland, Northampton. VOKE. Ordination and departure of Missionaries. E Messengers of Christ, 1 YHis sovereign voice obey; Arise! and follow where he leads, 2 The Master, whom you serve, Will needful strength bestow; Depending on his promis'd aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Mountains shall sink to plains, 4 Go, spread a Saviour's fame: 5 We wish you in his name, HYMN 494. L. M. New Hundredth, Chatham, Malmsbury. Go, much lov'd brethren, haste and rear The gospel standard, void of fear: Go, seek with joy your destin'd shore, To view your native land no more. 2 Yes-Christian Heroes! go, proclaim Salvation thro' Immanuel's name; To barren climes the tidings bear, And plant the Rose of Sharon there. 3 He'll shield you with a wall of fire, With flaming zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease, And hush the tempests into peace. 4 And when our labors all are o'er, HYMN 495. C. M. Colchester, Clarendon, Keene, Go, and the Saviour's grace proclaim, Ye messengers of God; 2 What tho' your arduous track may lie 3 Yet, with determin'd courage, go, 4 He who has call'd you to the war 5 Shrink not tho' earth and hell oppose, HYMN 496. c. M. York, Braintree. B. Go, messenger of love, and bear, 1 Upon thy gentle wing, The song which seraphs love to hear, Go, to the heart with sin opprest, S Go, say to Zion, "Jesus reigns ". He binds his enemies with chains; 4 Tell how the Holy Spirit flies, HYMN 497. 6, 4. Hymn to the Trinity, St. Clement's. SOUND, sound the truth abroad, Bear ye the word of God Tell what our Lord has done, 2 Far over sea and land, Bear it to ev'ry shore, Regions unknown explore, Enter at ev'ry door Silence is shame. 3 Speed on the wings of love, They who his message bear, 4 When on the mighty deep, 5 Ye, who forsaking all, Soon will your work be done; HYMN 498. 7s. J. MARSDEN. Middleton, Hotham. Mark xvi. 16. 1.GO, ye messengers of God, Like the beams of morning fly; Take the wonder-working rod, Go to many a tropic isle |