Commission to the Gentiles.
1 GO-messenger of peace and love!
To nations plunged in shades of night;
Like angels sent from fields above,
Be thine to shed celestial light
2 Go, to the hungry food impart;
To paths of peace the wanderer guide, And lead the thirsty, panting heart, Where streams of living waters glide. 3 Go, bid the bright and morning-star,
From Bethlehem's plains resplendent shine,
And, piercing through the gloom afar,
Shed heavenly light and love divine.
4 To India's various castes, proclaim
The gospel's soft, but powerful voice,
And, at the blest Redeemer's name,
Let ocean's lonely isles rejoice.
5 From north to south, from east to west,
Messiah yet shall reign supreme;
His name, by every tongue, confessed,-
His praise the universal theme.
Prayer for Israel.
1 LORD! send thy servants forth
To call the Hebrews home;
From east, and west, and south, and norta
Let all the wanderers come.
2 Where'er. in lands unknown,
The fugitives remain,
Bid every creature help them on,
Thy holy mount to gain.
3 An offering to the Lord,
There let them all be seen,
Sprinkled with water and with blood,
In soul and body clean.
4 With Israel's myriads sealed,
Let all the nations meet;
And show the mystery fulfilled,-
Thy family complete.
The Missionary's Farewell.
1 YES, my native land! I love thee;
All thy scenes I love them well;-
Friends, connexions, happy country
Can I bid you all farewell?
Can I leave you,
Far in heathen lands to dwell?
2 Home!-thy joys are passing lovely-
Joys ne stranger heart can tell;
Happy home!-t is sure I love thee'
Can I-can I say-Farewell?
Can I leave thee,
Far in heathen lands to dwell?
3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure,
Holy days and Sabbath-bell,
Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure!
Can I say a last farewell?
Can I leave you,
Far in heathen lands to dwell?
4 Yes! I hasten from you gladly,
From the scenes I love so well;
Far away, ye billows! bear me;
Lovely native land!-farewell!
Pleased I leave thee,
Far in heathen lands to dwell. 5 In the deserts let me labor,
On the mountains let me tell,
How he died-the blessed Saviour-
To redeem a world from hell!
Let me hasten
Far in heathen lands to dwell.
6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean!
Let the winds my canvass swell:
Heaves my heart with warm emotion,
While I go far hence to dwell:
Glad I bid thee,
Native land!-Farewell!-Farewell!
Missionaries remembered.
1 MARKED as the purpose of the skies, This promise meets our anxious eyes,
That heathen lands the Lord shall know
And warm with faith each bosom glow.
2 E'en now the hallowed scenes appear;
E'en now unfolds the promised year:
Lo! distant shores thy heralds trace,
And bear the tidings of thy grace.
3 Mid burning climes and frozen plains,
Where pagan darkness brooding reigns,
Lord! mark their steps, their fears subdue,
And nerve their arm, and clear their view.
4 When, worn by toil, their spirits fail,
Bid them the glorious future hail;
Bid them the crown of life survey,
And onward urge their conquering way.
Prayer for the Millennium.
1 JESUS! we bow before thy throne,
We lift our eyes to seek thy face;
To bleeding hearts thy love make known,
On contrite souls bestow thy grace.
2 See, spread beneath thy gracious eye,
A world o'erwhelmed in guilt and tears.
Where deathless souls in ruin lie,
And no kind voice dispels their fears!
3 Lord! arm thy truth with power divine,
Its conquests spread from shore to shore,
Till suns and stars forget to shine,
And earth and skies shall be no more.
4 Oh! rise, ye ransomed captives! rise,
Peal the loud anthem here below;
Let earth reflect it to the skies,
And heaven with new-born rapture glow.
1 DAUGHTER of Zion! from the dust
Exalt thy fallen head
Again in thy Redeemer trust,-
He calls thee from the dead.
2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength,-
Thy beautiful array;
The day of freedom dawns at length,-
The Lord's appointed day.
3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,
And send thy heralds forth:
Say to the south,-"Give up thy charge,
And keep not back, O north!”
4 They come, they come;-thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam,
Have heard thy voice in distant lands,
And hasten to their home.
5 Thus, though the universe shall burn,
And God his works destroy,
With songs, thy ransomed shall return,
And everlasting joy.
The Gospel-Trumpet.
I YE trembling captives! hear;
The gospel-trumpet sounds;
No music more can charm the ear,
Or heal your heart-felt wounds.
2 'T is not the trump of war,
Nor Sinai's awful roar;
Salvation's news it spreads afar,
And vengeance is no more.
3 Forgiveness, love, and peace,
Glad heaven aloud proclaims;
And earth, the jubilee's release,
With eager rapture claims.
4 Far, far to distant lands
The saving news shall spread,
And Jesus all his willing bands,
In glorious triumph, lead.
Prayer for Success.
1 O LORD, our God! arise,
The cause of truth maintain;
And wide o'er all the peopled world
Extend her blessed reign.
2 Thou Prince of life! arise,
Nor let thy glory cease;
Far spread the conquests of thy grace,
And bless the earth with peace.
3 Thou Holy Ghost! arise,
Expand thy quickening wing,
And o'er a dark and ruined world
Let light and order spring.
All on the earth! arise,
To God, the Saviour, sing,
From shore to shore, from earth to heaven,
Let echoing anthems ring.
The Time to favor Zion.
1 SOVEREIGN of worlds! display thy power,
Be this thy Zion's favored hour;
Bid the bright morning-star arise,
And point the nations to the skies.
2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns,
On Afric's shore, on India's plains ;
Far let the gospel's sound be known,
And claim the nations for thy own.
3 Speak-and the world shall hear thy voice
Speak, and the desert shall rejoice;
Scatter the gloom of heathen night;
Bid every nation hail the light.
1 LORD! send thy word, and let it fly,
Armed with thy Spirit's power;
Ten thousand shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
2 Beneath the influence of thy grace
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden green and fruits arrayed-
A blooming paradise.
3 Peace, with her olive-crown shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;
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