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They are bound, but Thou hast freed them; The Missionary's Farewell.

Now they go to free the slaves: 2 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure,

Be Thou with them, Holy days and Sabbath bell,

'Tis Thine arm alone that saves. Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure, Can I say a last farewell?

2 When they reach the land of strangers, Can I leave you,

And the prospect dark appears, Far in heathen lands to dwell?

Nothing seen but toil and dangers, 3 Yes, I hasten from you gladly,

Nothing felt but doubts and fears; From the scenes I loved so well:

Be Thou with them : Far away, ye billows, bear me ;

Hear their sighs, and count their tears. Lovely, native land, farewell :

3 When they think of home, now dearer Pleased I leave thee,

Than it ever seemed before, Far in heathen lands to dwell.

Bring the promised glory nearer ; 4 Bear me on, thou restless ocean;

Let them see that peaceful shore, Let the winds my canvas swell:

Where Thy people Heaves my heart with warm emotion, Rest from toil, and weep no more:While I go far hence to dwell: Glad I bid thee,

4 There to reap, in joy forever, Native land, farewell, farewell.

Fruit that grows from seed here sown, Rev. Samuel Francis Smith. (1808-) 1833. ab.

There to be with Him who never

Ceases to preserve His own, 1105 Prayer for departing Missionaries.

And with gladness
I SPEED Thy servants, Saviour, speed them, Give the praise to Him alone.
Thou art Lord of winds and waves :

Rev. Thomas Kelly. (1769-1855.) 1836. ab.

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Is. xlii. 10-12.

1106 God praised for His Gospel

15 No longer hosts encountering hosts

Their millions slain deplore; 2 Lęt Kedar's wilderness afar

They hang the trumpet in the hall,
Lift up the lonely voice;

And study war no more.
And let the tenants of the rock,
With accent rude, rejoice.

6 Come, then, O come from every land,

To worship at His shrine; 3 O from the streams of distant lands, Unto Jehovah sing;

And, walking in the light of God,

With holy beauties shine. And joyful from the mountain-tops

Michael Bruce, 1781. Shout to the Lord, the King. 4 Let all combined, with one accord,


The Restoration of Israel The Saviour's glories raise,

1 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Till, in the earth’s remotest bounds,

Exalt thy fallen head;
The nations sound His praise.

Again in thy Redeemer trust:
Michael Bruce. (1746—1767.) 1781. ab. He calls thee from the dead.

The Millennium.

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, Micah. iv. 1, 2.

Thy beautiful array ; 1 BEHOLD, the Mountain of the Lord

The day of freedom dawns at length, In latter days shall rise,

The Lord's appointed day.
Above the mountains and the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge,

And send thy heralds forth; 2 To this the joyful nations round,

Say to the South, “Give up thy charge, All tribes and tongues shall flow;

And keep not back, ( North.”
Up to the hill of God they'll say,
And to His house we'll go.

4 They come, they come: thine exiled bands, 3 The beam that shines on Zion's hill

Where'er they rest or roam, Shall lighten every land;

Have heard thy voice in distant lands,

And hasten to their home.
The King who reigns in Zion's towers
Shall all the world command.

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, 4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign,

And God His works destroy, Or mar the peaceful years ;

With songs the ransomed shall return, To ploughshares soon they beat their swords, And everlasting joy. To pruning-hooks their spears.

James Montgomery. (1771-1854.) 1825, 1853

Is. ii. 1-4

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Prayer heard, and Zion restored. 1109

13 But ah, our deserts deep and wild Ps. cii. 13-21.

See not this heavenly light; 2 Her dust and ruins that remain

Nɔ sacred beams, no radiance mild,
Are precious in our eyes ;

Dispel their dreary night.
Those ruins shall be built again,
And all that dust shall rise.

4 Thou, who didst lighten Zion's hill,

On Carmel who didst shine, 3 The Lord will raise Jerusalem,

Our deserts let Thy glory fill, And stand in glory there;

Thy excellence divine. Nations shall bow before His name,

Bp. Henry Ustick Onderdonk (1789-1858.) 1826. ab. And kings attend with fear.

IIII 4 He sits a sovereign on His throne,

The Glory of the latter Days. With pity in His eyes;

1 OUR God, our God, Thou shinest here, He hears the dying prisoners groan,

Thine own this latter day; And sees their sighs arise.

To us Thy radiant steps appear : 5 He frees the souls condemned to death,

We watch Thy glorious way. Nor when His saints complain, 2 Thou tookest once our flesh ; Thy face Shall it be said, that praying breath

Once on our darkness shone ; Was ever spent in vain.

Yet through each age new births of grace 6 This shall be known when we are dead, Still make Thy glory known. And left on long record,

13 Not only olden ages felt That ages yet unborn may read,

The presence of the Lord;
And trust and praise the Lord.

Not only with the fathers dwelt
Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1719.

Thy Spirit and Thy word.
Prayer for Home Missions.

4 Doth not the Spirit still descend, I ON Zion and on Lebanon,

And bring the heavenly fire? On Carmel's blooming height,

Doth not He still Thy Church extend, On Sharon's fertile plains, once shone And waiting souls inspire ? The glory, pure and bright.

5 Come, Holy Ghost, in us arise; a From thence its mild and cheering ray Be this Thy mighty hour;

Streamed forth from land to land; And make Thy willing people wise And empires now behold its day;

To know Thy day of power. And still its beams expand.

Thomas Hornblower Gill. (1819–) 1860. ab


Johann Friedrich Lampe. (-1950) 1746

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ni · ver - sal sway The known and un · known worlds o bey,

Now give the kingdom


to Thy Son,

Ex • tend His power, ex · alt His throne.


The Kingdom of Christ.

14 On mountain tops the watch-fires glow, Ps. lxxii.

Where scatter'd wide the watchmen stand; 2 Thy sceptre well becomes His hands, All heaven submits to His commands;

Voice echoes voice, and onward flow

The joyous shouts from land to land. His justice shall avenge the poor, And pride and rage prevail no more. 5 O fill Thy church with faith and power ;

Bid her long night of weeping cease; 3 As rain on meadows newly mown, So shall He sent His influence down;

To groaning nations haste the hour

Of life and freedom, light and peace. His grace on fainting souls distils, Like heavenly dew on thirsty hills. 16 Come, Spirit, make Thy wonders known,

Fulfil the Father's high decree; 4 The heathen lands, that lie beneath The shades of overspreading death,

Then earth, the might of hell o'erthrown,

Shall keep her last great jubilee. Revive at His first dawning light,

Rev. Ray Palmer. (1808-) 1860. And deserts blossom at the sight. 5 The saints shall flourish in His days, Dressed in the robes of joy and praise ;

For a Missionary Meeting. Peace, like a river, from His throne I ASSEMBLED at Thy great command, Shall flow to nations yet unknown.

Before Thy face, dread King, we stand; Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1719. ab.

The voice that marshaled every star,

Has called Thy people from afar.
The approaching Triumph.

2 We meet, through distant lands to spread I ETERNAL Father, Thou hast said,

The truth for which the martyrs bled; That Christ all glory shall obtain;

Along the line, to either pole, That He who once a sufferer bled

The thunder of Thy praise to roll. Shall o'er the world a conqueror reign.


Our prayers assist, accept our praise, 2 We wait Thy triumph, Saviour King: Our hopes revive, our courage raise,

Long ages have prepared Thy way; Our counsels aid; and, O impart Now all abroad Thy banner fling,

The single eye, the faithful heart. Set time's great battle in array.

4 Forth with Thy chosen heralds come, 3 Thy hosts are mustered to the field; Recall the wandering spirits home;

“ The Cross ! the Cross !" the battle-call; From Zion's mount send forth the sound, The old grim towers of darkness yield, To spread the spacious earth around. And soon shall totter to their fall.

Rev. William Bengo Collyer. (1782-1854.) 1812. ab.


John Hatton, c. 1790.

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Christ's Dominion.

No more shall hell's insulting host
Ps. lxxii.

Their victory and thy sorrows boast. 2 To Him shall endless prayer be made,

And praises throng to crown His head; 4 God from on high thy groans will hear;
His Name, like sweet perfume, shall rise His hand thy ruins shall repair;
With every morning sacrifice.

Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease 3 People and realms of every tongue

To guard thee in eternal peace. Dwell on His love with sweetest song;

Rev. Philip Doddridge. (1702–1751.) 1755. ab. and sl. alt. And infant voices shall proclaim Their early blessings on His Name.

1117 Prayer for the Millennium. 4 Blessings abound where'er He reigns; JESUS, we bow before Thy throne, The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ;

We lift our eyes to seek Thy face; The weary find eternal rest,

To bleeding hearts Thy love make known, And all the sons of want are blest.

On contrite souls bestow Thy grace. 5 Where He displays His healing power, 2 See, spread beneath Thy gracious eye,

Death and the curse are known no more ; A world o'erwhelmed in guilt and tears, In Him the tribes of Adam boast

Where deathless souls in ruin lie, More blessings than their father lost.

And no kind voice dispels their fears. 6 Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King;

3 Lord, arm Thy truth with power divine, Angels descend with songs again,

Its conquests spread from shore to shore, And earth repeat the loud Amen.

Till suns and stars forget to shine,

And earth and skies shall be no more. Rev. Isaac Watts. 1719. ab. and sl. alt,

Rev. Nathan Sidney Smäh Beman. (1786–1871.) 1832. ab II16 The holy City purified and gnarded.

I118 1 TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head

The Coming of Christ's Kingdom. From dust, and darkness, and the dead: 1 ASCEND Thy throne, almighty King, Though humbled long, awake at length, And spread Thy glories all abroad;

And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength. Let Thine own arm salvation bring, 2 Put all thy beauteous garments on,

And be Thou known the gracious God. And let thy various charms be known;

2 O let the kingdoms of the world The world thy glories shall confess,

Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Decked in the robes of righteousness. Let saints and angels praise Thy name, 3 No more shall foes unclean invade,

Be Thou through heaven andearth adored. And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread;

Rev. Bc..jamin Beddome. (1717-1795.) 1818. ale

Is. lii. 1, 2.

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