3 Put forth thy glorious power! All nations then will see; And earth present her grateful store In converts born to thee.
1 ZION, awake!thy strength renew, Put on thy robes of beauteous hue; Church of our God, arise and shine, Bright with the beams of truth divine! 2 Soon shall thy radiance stream afar, Wide as the heathen nations are. Gentiles and kings thy light shall view: All shall admire and love thee too.
1 O ZION, tune thy voice, And raise thy hands on high! Tell all the earth thy joys, And boast salvation nigh:
Cheerful in God, While rays divine
2 He gilds thy mourning face With beams which cannot fade: His all-resplendent grace
He pours around thy head:
The nations round
With lustre new
Divinely crowned.
Reflect that sacred light;
And loud that grace proclaim,
Which makes thy darkness bright:
Till sovereign love,
1 TRIUMPHANT Zion! lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead! Though humbled long-awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength!
2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy excellence be known: Decked in the robes of righteousness, Thy glories shall the world confess.
3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallowed walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and thy sorrows boast.
4 God, from on high, has heard thy prayer ; His hand thy ruin shall repair:
Nor will thy watchful Monarch cease To guard thee in eternal peace.
1 "GIVE us room, that we may dwell," Zion's children cry aloud:
See their numbers-how they swell! How they gather like a cloud!
2 Oh how bright the morning seems! Brighter from so dark a night: Zion is like one that dreams, Filled with wonder and delight.
3 Lo! thy sun goes down no more, God himself will be thy light: All that caused thee grief before Buried lies in endless night.
4 Zion, now arise and shine!"
Lo! thy light from heaven is come! These that crowd from far are thine; Give thy sons and daughters room.
1 YES! we trust the day is breaking; Joyful times are near at hand; God-the mighty God, is speaking By his word, in every land; When he chooses, Darkness flies at his command.
2 While the foe becomes more daring, While he enters like a flood, God, the Saviour, is preparing Means to spread his truth abroad: Every language
Soon shall tell the love of God.
3 Oh! 'tis pleasant-tis reviving To our hearts to hear, each day, Joyful news from far arriving,
How the gospel wins its way; Those enlightening,
Who in death and darkness lay. 4 God of Jacob, high and glorious, Let thy people see thy hand; Let the gospel be victorious, Through the world-in every land; Then shall idols
Perish, Lord-at thy command.
1 ASSEMBLED at thy great command, Before thy face, dread King! we stand: The voice that marshalled every star Has called thy people from afar.
2 We meet, through distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled; Along the line-to either pole-
The thunder of thy praise to roll.
3 Our prayers assist <accept our praise- Our hopes revive < our courage raise- Our counsels aid-to each impart The single eye-the faithful heart! 4 Forth with thy chosen heralds come; Recall the wandering spirits home: From Zion's mount send forth the sound, To spread the spacious earth around.
1 BEHOLD the heathen waits to know The joy the gospel will bestow; The exiled captive to receive The freedom Jesus has to give.
2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labor share a part; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King. 3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, That we have seen these latter days; When our Redeemer shall be known, Where Satan long hath held his throne. 4 Where'er his hand hath spread the skies, Sweet incense to his name shall rise;
And slave, and freeman-Greek, and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew.
1 WITH my substance I will honor My Redeemer and my Lord; Were ten thousand worlds my manor, All were nothing to his word.
2 While the heralds of salvation • His abounding grace proclaim, Let his friends, of every station, Gladly join to spread his fame. 3 May his kingdom be promoted; May the world the Saviour know; Be my all to him devoted; To my Lord my all I owe.
f4 Praise the Saviour, all ye nations; Praise him, all ye hosts above; Shout with joyful acclamations, His divine-victorious love.
Departure of Missionaries.
1 ROLL on, thou mighty ocean! And, as thy billows flow,
Bear messengers of mercy To every land below. Arise, ye gales! and waft them
Safe to the destined shore; That man may sit in darkness, And death's black shade, no more.
Aff 20 thou eternal Ruler!
Who holdest in thine arm
The tempests of the ocean, Protect them from all harm! Thy presence e'er be with them, Wherever they may be,
Though far from us who love them- Still let them be with thee!
S. M. St. Thomas. Pentonville.
1 YE messengers of Christ, His sovereign voice obey; Arise, and follow where he leads, And peace attend your way!
2 The Master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage-go. 3 Go, spread the Saviour's fame; Go, tell his matchless grace; Proclaim salvation full and free To Adam's guilty race.
4 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose;
The cause is God's-and will prevail In spite of all his foes.
1 MEN of God, go take your stations; Darkness reigns throughout the earth; Go-proclaim among the nations, Joyful news of heavenly birth: Bear the tidings-
Tidings of the Saviour's worth. 2 Of his gospel not ashamed-
"Tis the power of God to save; Go where Christ was never named, Publish freedom to the slave: Blessed freedoın!-
Freedom Zion's children have.
3 When exposed to fearful dangers, Jesus will his own defend; Borne afar 'midst foes and strangers, Jesus will appear your friend: He is with you-
He will guide you to the end.
1 YE Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Immanuel's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 He'll shield you with a wall of fire- With holy zeal your hearts inspire; Bid raging winds their fury cease, And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labors all are o'er, Then shall we meet to part no more;
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