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Prayer for the Conversion of the World.
Let the eye of pity gaze;
Rise and shine—thy blessings bring :
To thy brightness
Idol-gods of wood and stone,
Let thy glory
Speak the word-at thy command,
Lord, be with them Alway to the end of time. 355
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Prayer for the Jews.
Come, and spread its cheerful ray,
2 Lord! how long wilt thou be angry?
Shall thy wrath forever burn? Rise! redeem thine ancient people; Their transgressions from them turn.
King of Israel ! Come, and set thy people free! 356
Conversion of all Nations approaching. ARISE! arise !-with joy survey The glory of the latter day: Already is the dawn begun
Which marks at hand a rising sun! 2 Behold the way! ye heralds, cry:
Spare not—but lift your voices high:
“Glad tidings' to the captive soul. 3 The north gives up—the south no more
Keeps back her consecrated store:
And either India yields her sons.
With joy we view—and hail the day:
And fill the world with glad surprise. 357 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust
Exalt thy fallen head;
He calls thee from the dead. 2 Awake-awake !-put on thy strength,
Thy beautiful array;
3 Rebuild thy walls—thy bounds enlarge,
And send thy heralds forth;
And keep not back, 0 north?' 4 They come! they come—thine exiled bands,
Where'er they rest or roam,
And hasten to their home.
And God his works destroy,
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Victories of Christ.
Make the word of truth thy car:
Righteousness and peace unite
Blest are all that own thy reign;
Saints and angels,
All hail, incarnate Love!
To crown thy head above. 2 Thy victories and thy deathless fame
Through all the world shall run,
The triumphs thou hast won.
Assert thy rightful sway,
And distant lands obey. 2 Ride forth, victorious Conqueror, ride,
Till all thy foes submit,
Their trophies at thy feet!
The spacious earth around;
Shall hear the joyful sound ! 4 From sea to sea-from shore to shore,
May Jesus be adored;
Hosanna to the Lord !
Is thy victorious sword!
At thy commanding word.
2 Still gird thy sword upon thy thigh;
Ride with majestic sway:
And make thy foes obey.
And all the chosen race
To sing thy conquering grace, 4 Oh may my humble soul be found
Among that favored band;
Throughout Immanuel's land.
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Victories of Christ. SHOUT, for the great Redeemer reigns;
Thro' distant lands his triumphs spread; Sinners, now freed from Satan's chains,
Own him their Saviour and their head. 2 Oh may his conquests still increase;
Let every foe his power subdue ! While angels celebrate his praise,
Saints shall his growing glories show. 3 Loud hallelujahs to the Lamb,
From all below and all above;
In songs as lasting as his love.
In all thy saving might;
To spread thy glorious light :