Christ's Commission to his Ministers.
1 "GO preach my gospel," saith the Lord;
"Bid the whole earth my grace receive
He shall be saved, that trusts my word,
And he condemned, who'll not believe.
2 I'll make your great commission known;
And ye shall prove my gospel true,
By all the works that I have done,
By all the wonders ye shall do.
3 Teach all the nations my commands;
I'm with you till the world shall end;
All power is trusted in my hands-
I can destroy-and I defend."
4 He spake and light shone round his head,
On a bright cloud to heaven he rode :
They to the farthest nations spread
The grace of their ascended God.
L. M. Duke Street. Appleton.
The Ministry of divine Appointment.
1 FATHER of mercies, in thy house,
We pay our homage, and our vows,
While with a grateful heart we share
These pledges of our Saviour's care.
2 The Saviour, when to heaven he rose
In splendid triumph o'er his foes,
Scattered his gifts on men below,
And wide his royal bounties flow.
3 Hence sprung th' apostle's honored name,
Sacred beyond all earthly fame;
In lowlier forms, to bless our eyes,
Pastors from hence, and teachers rise.
4 So shall the bright succession run
Through latest courses of the sun;
While unborn churches, by their care,
Shall rise and flourish, large and fair.
UNIVERSAL DIFFUSION OF THE GOSPEL.
State and Prospects of the Heathen.
1 HARK!-what mean those lamentations, Rolling sadly through the sky?
"Tis the cry of heathen nations,
"Come, and help us, or we die!"
2 Hear the heathen's sad complaining—
Christians, hear their dying cry;
And, the love of Christ constraining,
Join to help them, ere they die.
Missionary Hymn.
1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
pl 2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle-
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?-
In vain, with lavish kindness,
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high-
Shall we to man benighted
The lamp of life deny ?-
Salvation-oh, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's name.
4 Wast-waft, ye winds, his story;
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
Returns in bliss to reign.
Prevalence of Christianity promised.
1 GREAT God, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son,
That through the nations of the earth
Thy word of life shall run?
2 "Ask-and I give the heathen lands
For thine inheritance;
And to the world's remotest shores
Thine empire shall advance."
3 From east to west, from north to south,
Then be his name adored:
Let earth, with all its millions, shout
Hosanna to the Lord!
1 THOUGH now the nations sit beneath
The darkness of o'erspreading death,
God will arise with light divine,
On Zion's holy towers to shine.
2 That light shall glance on distant lands,
And heathen tribes, in joyful bands,
Come with exulting haste to prove
The power and greatness of his love.
3 Lord, spread the triumphs of thy grace;
Let truth, and righteousness, and peace,
In mild and lovely forms, display
The glories of the latter day.
1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul-be still, and gaze;
See the promises advancing
To a glorious day of grace!
Blessed jubilee !
Let thy glorious morning dawn!
2 Let the dark, benighted pagan,
Let the rude barbarian, see
That divine and glorious conquest
Once obtained on Calvary:
Let the gospel
Loud resound, from pole to pole.
3 Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light;
Now, from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night;
Let redemption,
Freely purchased, win the day!
4 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel;
Win and conquer-never cease!
May thy lasting, wide dominions
Multiply, and still increase :
Sway thy sceptre,
Saviour, all the world around!
1 HOW wondrous and great
Thy works, God of praise!
How just, King of saints,
And true, are thy ways!
Oh, who shall not fear thee,
And honor thy name!
Thou only art holy,
Thou only supreme!
2 To nations long dark
Thy light shall be shown;
Their worship and vows
Shall come to thy throne:
Thy truth and thy judgments
Shall spread all abroad,
Till earth's ev'ry people
Confess thee their God.
Influences of the Spirit necessary.
1 WHO, but thou, almighty Spirit,
Can the heathen world reclaim?
Men may preach-but till thou favor,
Heathens will be still the same:
Witness to the Saviour's name.
2 Thou hast promised, by the prophets,
Glorious light in latter days:
Come, and bless bewildered nations,
Change our prayers and tears to praise:
Promised Spirit!
Round the world diffuse thy rays.
3 All our hopes, and prayers, and labors
Must be vain without thine aid:
But thou wilt not disappoint us-
All is true that thou hast said:
Faithful Spirit!
O'er the world thine influence shed.
1 ALMIGHTY Spirit, now behold
A world by sin destroyed:
Creating Spirit, as of old,
Move on the formless void!
2 Give thou the word—that healing sound
Shall quell the deadly strife,
And earth again, like Eden crowned,
Bring forth the tree of life.
3 If sang the morning stars for joy,
When nature rose to view,
What strains will angel-harps employ,
When thou shalt all renew!-
4 And if the sons of God rejoice
To hear a Saviour's name,
How will the ransomed raise their voice,
To whom the Saviour came!
5 Lo, every kindred, every tribe,
Assembling round the throne,
The new creation shall ascribe
To sovereign love alone.
Prayer for the Conversion of the World.
INDULGENT Sovereign of the skies,
And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear?
While feeble mortals raise their cries,
Wilt thou, the great Jehovah, hear?
2 Look down, O God, with pitying eye,
And view the desolations round;
See what wide realms in darkness lie,
What scenes of wo and crime abound!
3 Loud let the gospel trumpet blow,
And call the nations from afar;
Let all the isles their Saviour know,
And earth's remotest ends draw near.
1 O GOD of sovereign grace,
We bow before thy throne,
And plead, for all the human race,
The merits of thy Son.
2 Spread through the earth, O Lord,
The knowledge of thy ways;
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