1 GREAT God! the nations of the earth Are by creation thine;
And in thy works, by all beheld, Thy power and glory shine.
2 But, Lord, thy greater love has sent Thy gospel to mankind;
Unvailing what rich stores of grace Are treasured in thy mind.
3 Oh when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around,
Till every tribe-and every soul, Shall hear the joyful sound?
4 Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt To spread the gospel's rays,
And build on sin's demolished throne A temple to thy praise.
1 O LORD, our God, arise,
The cause of truth maintain;
And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign.
2 Thou Prince of life, arise,
Nor let thy glory cease;
Far spread the conquests of thy grace, And bless the earth with peace.
3 Thou Holy Ghost, arise,
Extend thy healing wing,
And o'er a dark and ruined world Let light and order spring.
f 4 Let all on earth arise,
From shore to shore-from earth to heaven, Let echoing anthems ring!
1 SOVEREIGN of worlds above, And Lord of all below, Thy faithfulness and love, Thy power and mercy show:
Fulfil thy word, Thy Spirit give;
Let heathens live,
And praise the Lord.
2 Few be the years that roll,
Ere all shall worship thee;
The travail of his soul
Soon let the Saviour see:
O God of grace!
Thy power employ;
Fill earth with joy, And heaven with praise.
1 ARISE, in all thy splendor, Lord, Let power attend thy gracious word; Unvail the beauties of thy face, And show the glories of thy grace. 2 Diffuse thy light and truth abroad, And be thou known th' almighty God; Make bare thine arm-thy power display, While truth and grace thy sceptre sway. 3 Send forth thy messengers of peace, Make Satan's reign and empire cease; Let thy salvation, Lord, be known, That all the world thy power may own,
SOVEREIGN of worlds! display thy power, Be this thy Zion's favored hour:
Oh bid the morning-star arise,
Oh point the heathen to the skies.
2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns, In western wilds, and heathen plains, Far let the gospel's sound be known; Make thou the universe thine own.
3 Speak! and the world shall hear thy voice. Speak! and the desert shall rejoice: Scatter the gloom of heathen night, Bid every nation hail the light.
1 ASCEND thy throne, almighty King; Now spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious God.
2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face, Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious race.
3 Oh let the kingdoms of the world
Become the kingdoms of the Lord; Let saints and angels praise thy name; Be thou thro' heaven and earth adored.
1 ARM of the Lord, awake!-awake! Put on thy strength-the nations shake! Now let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by thee.
2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, 'I am Jehovah, God alone!"
Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground. 3 Let Zion's time of favor come!
Oh, bring the tribes of Israel home! Soon may our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold!
4 Almighty God! thy grace proclaim Through every clime-of every name! Let adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all!
1 RISE, Sun of glory-rise!
And chase those shades of night, Which now obscure the skies, And hide thy sacred light:
Oh chase those dismal shades away, And bring the bright millennial day!
2 Now send thy Spirit down On all the nations, Lord With great success to crown
The preaching of thy word;
That heathen lands may own thy sway, And cast their idol-gods away.
3 Then shall thy kingdom come Among our fallen race,
And all the earth become
The temple of thy grace; Whence pure devotion shall ascend, And songs of praise, till time shall end,
L. M. St. Paul's. Duke Street. Prayer for the Jews.
1 ARISE, great God! and let thy grace Shed its glad beams on Jacob's race; Restore the long-lost, scattered band, And call them to their native land. 2 Their misery let thy mercy heal, Their trespass hide-their pardon seal; O God of Israel! hear our prayer, And grant them still thy love to share. 3 How long shall Jacob's offspring prove The sad suspension of thy love? Say-shall thy wrath forever burn ? And shall thy mercy ne'er return? 4 Thy quickening Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel's rescued tribes in thee Their bliss and full salvation see.
1 MAY the glorious day of promise Come, and spread its cheerful ray, When the scattered sheep of Israel Shall no longer go astray; When hosannas
With united voice they cry.
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!
1 LORD! visit thy forsaken race,
Back to thy fold the wanderers bring; Teach them to seek thy slighted grace, And hail in Christ their promised King. 2 That vail of darkness rend in twain
Which hides their Shiloh's glorious light; That severed olive-branch again
Firm to its parent stock unite.
3 Hail, glorious day-expected long!!
When Jew and Greek one prayer shall pour,
With eager feet one temple throng, With grateful praise one God adore.
510 False Religions supplanted by Christianity. 1 O FATHER, let thy kingdom come, Thy kingdom, built on love and grace! In every nation give it room,
In every heart afford it place: The earth is thine-set up thy throne, And claim the kingdoms as thine own. 2 Still nature's awful darkness reigns, And sinners scorn thy holy fear; Still Satan holds the heart in chains, Where'er thy messengers appear: Oh rise, great God, in love, and bless All nations with thy righteousness.
Sterling. Duke Street, 1 ALL power is to our Saviour given; O'er earth's rebellious sons he reigns; He mildly rules the hosts of heaven, And holds the powers of hell in chains. 2 Soon the redeemed in every clime, Yea, all that breathe, and move, and live, To Christ, through every age of time, Shall kingdom, power, and glory give.
1 O'ER the realms of pagan darkness, Let the eye of pity gaze; See the kindreds of the people Lost in sin's bewildering maze : Darkness brooding
On the face of all the earth.
2 Light of them that sit in darkness! Rise and shine-thy blessings bring: Light to lighten all the Gentiles! Rise with healing in thy wing; To thy brightness
Let all kings and nations come. 3 May the heathen, now adoring Idol-gods of wood and stone, Come, and, worshipping before him,
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