3 When men of every hue and speech Shall hasten to the House of Prayer, And CHRIST's disciples go and teach

The Gospel to all nations there:4 When meekly every heart receives

The engrafted word, whose vigorous shoots Yield in their season tender leaves, Expanding flowers, and ripen'd fruits:

5 Leaves of profession ever green,

And flowers of promise never sere,
Till fruits of holiness are seen,
In rich succession round the year.

PART II.

6 As in Jerusalem above,

Life's trees, the plants of GOD's right-hand, Along the river of His love,

To nourish saints and angels, stand:-
7 So earth, that garden of the LORD,
Though long laid waste for man's offence,
May yet see Paradise restored,
And a new age of innocence.

8 When Adam's offspring, born to death,
From sun to sun, from pole to pole,
Shall feel again the Almighty's breath,
And man become a living soul:-
9 A soul new-born, beyond the range
Of time, temptation, death, or sin,
GOD's image, stampt on it, to change,
Nor quench the life of GOD within.

10 Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard,
Nor heart of man conceived the grace,
Which GOD, in His eternal word,
Hath surely promised, shall take place.
11 O Sun of Righteousness! unveil
Thy heaven of uncreated rays,
Till all that breathe shall bless and hail
The glory of the latter days.

12 Meanwhile, rejoicing on their beds,
Whatever morning meets their eye,
May saints, from slumber lift their heads,
To greet the day-spring from on high.

HYMN CCLXIX.

Jubilee Anniversary of the Baptist Missionary Society.

1 O BE joyful, every nation!
Hail the day with sacred mirth,
When the trumpet of salvation
Sounds the jubilee of earth,

And creation

Travails with the world's new birth. 2 Then the north, in darkness shrouded, Jacob's rising star shall bless;

And the eastern morn, unclouded,
Bring the sun of righteousness,
Cheering, healing,

Sin-sick souls in heart's distress.

3 Then her swarthy sons and daughters,
Afric to the Cross shall bring;
And the angel of the waters
Hear His coral islands sing,
"Hallelujah!"

Till the whole Pacific ring.

4 0 thou everlasting Father!

Give the kingdoms to Thy Son;
He hath died that He might gather
All GOD's children into one;
For the travail

Of His soul, let this be done!

5 Yea, it must be: -Thou hast spoken,
And Thy covenant shall last;
Though the arch of heaven were broken,
And the earth's foundations cast

Down the abysses;

Yet Thy word, O GOD, stands fast.

6 On Thy holy hill of Zion,

Hast Thou not ordain'd His seat?
Now, as Judah's conquering lion,
Lay all foes beneath His feet,
Till His armies

In eternal triumph meet.

7 We have join'd their marching legions, Where our fathers fought, we fight; Slavery's cane-lands, Brama's regions, Are exulting at the sight;

Freedom, freedom,

Comes with Gospel-life and light.

8 All the languages of Babel,
Weapons for the warfare yield;
And with these we well are able,
By Thy Spirit's might, to wield
In the battle,

Truth's safeguard, and Faith's strong shield. 9 Thus, through fifty years victorious, Thou hast led our brethren on;

Arm them now for deeds more glorious,
Till the latest field is won:

And all people

Bow the knee, and kiss the Son.

HYMN CCLXX.

On the Jubilee of the Church Missionary Society.

1 THE King of Glory we proclaim—
Who is the King of Glory? He
To seek and save the lost who came,
The Jew, the Gentile, bond and free.
2 Heralds through every clime we send,
His great salvation to make known:
The Church's Head, the Sinner's Friend,
CHRIST on His mediatorial throne.

3 Here, for the travail of His soul,
He claims the promised heritage,
The Father's gift—from pole to pole —
Earth's utmost bound, to time's last age.

4 Him shall all tongues confess, all knees Shall bow before that mercy-seat, Love reconcile all enemies,

Or wrath subdue beneath His feet. 5 A year of Jubilee we hail!

Since we in faith this work began It must go on: it cannot fail

While we are true to GOD and man.

6 So, Father, glorify Thy Son,

So Thou in Him be glorified,

Till all the straying sheep are won,

For whom the LORD their Shepherd died.

HYMN CCLXXI.

For the Centenary Jubilee of the Moravian, or United
Brethren's Church, June 17, 1822.

1 THINE arm, O LORD, of old
In lands of desolation,
Enclosed an humble fold,
Redeem'd a congregation:
Our fathers, like a flock,

The great, good Shepherd led,
Gave water from the rock,
With heavenly manna fed.

2 A poor, afflicted race,

But in Thy Name confiding,
They walk'd before Thy face,
Thou in their midst abiding: