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All Israel shall the Saviour own,
To their first state restored:

Send, then, Thy servants forth,
To call the Hebrews home;

From east, and west, and south, and north,
Let all the wanderers come.

With Israel's myriads sealed,
Let all the nations meet,
And show the mystery fulfilled,
The family complete !

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555.11.

C. WESLEY. 1747.

LL thanks be to God, who scatters abroad,
Throughout every place,

By the least of His servants, His savour of grace.
Who the victory gave, the praise let Him have,
For the work He hath done :

All honour and glory to Jesus alone!

2 Our conquering Lord hath prospered His word, Hath made it prevail,

And mightily shaken the kingdom of hell.
His arm He hath bared, and a people prepared,
His glory to show,

And witness the power of His passion below. 3 He hath opened a door to the penitent poor, And rescued from sin,

And admitted the harlots and publicans in. They have heard the glad sound; they have liberty found,

Through the blood of the Lamb,

And plentiful pardon in Jesus's name.

4 And shall we not sing our Saviour and King? Thy witnesses, we

With rapture ascribe our salvation to Thee! Thou, Jesus, hast bless'd, and believers increased, Who thankfully own,

We are freely forgiven through mercy alone.

5 Thy Spirit revives His work in our lives,
His wonders of grace,

So mightily wrought in the primitive days.
O that all men might know Thy tokens below,
Our Saviour confess,

And embrace the glad tidings of pardon and peace! 6 Thou Saviour of all, effectually call The sinners that stray;

And oh let a nation be born in a day!
Then, then let it spread, Thy knowledge and dread,
Till the earth is o'erflowed,

And the universe filled with the glory of God.

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C. WESLEY. 1749.

EE how great a flame aspires,

S Kindled by a spark of grace!

Jesu's love the nations fires,

Sets the kingdoms on a blaze :
To bring fire on earth He came ;
Kindled in some hearts it is:
O that all might catch the flame,
All partake the glorious bliss!
2 When He first the work begun,
Small and feeble was His day:
Now the word doth swiftly run,

Now it wins its widening way:
More and more it spreads and grows,
Ever mighty to prevail;

Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows,
Shakes the trembling gates of hell.
3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise!
He the door hath opened wide;
He hath given the word of grace,
Jesu's word is glorified:

Jesus, mighty to redeem,

He alone the work hath wrought;

Worthy is the work of Him,

Him who spake a world from nought.

4 Saw ye not the cloud arise,
Little as a human hand?
Now it spreads along the skies,
Hangs o'er all the thirsty land:
Lo the promise of a shower
Drops already from above;
But the Lord will shortly pour
All the Spirit of His Love!

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BRUCE. 1768.

DEHOLD! the Mountain of the Lord

BEHOLD!
BE In latter days shall rise

On mountain tops, above the hills,
And draw the wondering eyes.
2 To this the joyful nations round,
All tribes and tongues shall flow;
Up to the hill of God, they'll say,
And to His house we'll go.

3 The beam that shines from Zion's hill
Shall lighten every land;

The King who reigns in Salem's towers
Shall all the world command.

4 No strife shall vex Messiah's reign,
Or mar the peaceful years;

To ploughshares men shall beat their swords,
To pruning hooks their spears.

5 No longer hosts encountering hosts
Their millions slain deplore;

They hang the trumpet in the hall,
And study war no more.

6 Come, then! O come, from every land,
To worship at His shrine;

And, walking in the Light of God,
With holy beauties shine.

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ye messengers of God;

MARSDEN. (1836.)

G'Like the beams of morning fly!

Take the wonder-working rod;
Lift the Saviour's cross on high.
2 Go to many a tropic isle,

In the bosom of the deep,
Where the skies for ever smile,
And the opprest for ever weep.
3 O'er the negro's night of care,
Pour the living light of heaven:
Chase away his wild despair;
Bid him hope to be forgiven.
4 Where the golden gates of day,
Open on the gorgeous East,
Wide the wondrous cross display,
Spread the gospel's richest feast.

5 Sound aloud Jehovah's call;
Visit every soil and sea;

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Preach the cross of Christ to all-
Christ whose love is full and free.

L.M.

BALFOUR. 1828.

Go, Messenger of peace and love,

To nations plunged in shades of night; Like angels sent from fields above, Be thine to shed celestial light. 2 Go, to the hungry food impart,

To paths of peace the wanderer guide ; And lead the thirsty, panting heart Where streams of living water glide.

3 On barren rock and desert isle,

Go, bid the Rose of Sharon bloom; Till arid wastes around thee smile,

Bright with the dews of morning's womb.
4 From north to south, from east to west,
Messiah yet shall reign supreme;
His Name, by every tongue confest;
His praise, the universal theme.

5 Then faint not in the day of toil,
When harvest waits the reaper's hand ;

Go, gather in the glorious spoil, And joyous in His presence stand. 6 Thy love a rich reward shall find From Him who sits enthroned on high; For they who turn the erring mind Shall shine like stars above the sky.

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Sow

OW in the morn thy seed,
At eve hold not thy hand;

To doubt and fear, give thou no heed,
Broad-cast it o'er the land.
Beside all waters sow,

The highway furrows stock,
Drop it where thorns and thistles
Scatter it on the rock.

The good, the fruitful ground,
Expect not here, nor there;

grow,

O'er hill and dale, by plots 'tis found;
Go forth, then, everywhere.

And duly shall appear,

In verdure, beauty, strength,

The tender blade, the stalk, the ear,
And the full corn at length.

Thou canst not toil in vain ;
Cold, heat, and moist, and dry,
Shall foster and mature the grain
For garners in the sky.

Thence, when the glorious end,
The day of God is come,

The angel-reapers shall descend,
And heaven cry "Harvest home!"

HA

ARK! the song of Jubilee ;
Loud as mighty thunders roar,

Or the fulness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore :