2 Their mis'ry let thy mercy heal, Their trespass hide, their pardon seal; O God of Israel, hear our pray'r, 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 perpetual burn? And wilt thou ne'er, appeas'd, return? 4 Thy quick'ning Spirit now impart, And wake to joy each grateful heart, While Israel's rescu'd tribes in Thee Their bliss and full salvation see.

HYMN 468. C. M.

Clarendon. Braintree.

1 SHEPHERD of Israel, thou didst lead
Thy flock the desert through,
And from between the Cherubim
Thy beaming mercy show.

2 And though their sins provok'd thee oft To give them for a prey,

Yet didst thou for thy mercies' sake
Oft turn thy wrath away.

3 But now for ages they have been
Far banish'd from thy sight,

Wand'ring through all the earth, as those In whom is no delight.

4 Yet is thy word of promise sure,
That they shall be restor❜d,

And with the Gentile church unite
To love and serve the Lord.

5 Our faith in expectation waits
With ever longing eyes;
Oh, bid the shadows flee away-
That glorious morning rise.
HYMN 469. L. M.

Wells. Portugal.

1 FATHER of faithful Abra'm, hear
Our earnest suit for Abra'm's seed;
Justly they claim the softest pray'r
From those adopted in their stead:'-
2 Outcast from thee, and scatter'd wide
Through ev'ry nation under heav'n,
Pejecting whom they crucified,
Unsav'd, unpitied, unforgiv'n.

3 But hast thou finally forsook,
For ever cast thine own away?
No-thou wilt bid them turn and look
On him they pierc'd, and mourn and pray
4 Come, then, thou great Delivʼrer, come,
The veil from Jacob's heart remove;
Receive thy ancient people home,
That they may sing redeeming love.

HYMN 470.

L. M.

Cumberland. Blendon. Chatham.

The restoration of Israel.

Hyde.

1 THE Lord will not forget the grace
Reserv'd for faithful Abra'm's race;
His love their wand'rings shall restore,
And guide them, that they stray no more

2 Israel! 'tis thine accepted day,

way;

Thy God himself
prepares the
Behold his ensign from afar-
Behold the light of Jacob's Star.

3 That Star, which once on Bethle'm rose,
A token on thy mountain glows,
The morn of earth's blest jubilee
Sheds its sweet early light on thee.
4 And thou, who once on Israel's ground,
A homeless wanderer wast found,
Redeemer, on thy heav'nly throne,
Still call that ancient church thine own;
5 Bid her departed light return,
Thy holy splendor round her burn;
From prostrate Judah's ruins raise
A living temple to thy praise.

HYMN 471. L. M..

Nantwich. Portugal. Moreton.

Prayer for the success of the gospel. 1 INDULGENT God, to thee we pray; Be with us on this solemn day:

Our brethren bless, their zeal approve, That zeal which burns to spread thy love. 2 With cheerful steps may they proceed, Where'er thy providence shall lead: Let heav'n and earth their work befriend, And mercy all their paths attend.

3 Let nun'rous, solemn crowds be found,
Anxious to hear the gospel sound;
And rude barbarians, bond and free,
In suppliant throngs, resort to thee.

4 Where pagan altars now are built,
And brutal blood, or human, spilt,
There may the bleeding cross be rear'd,
And God, our God, alone rever'd.
HYMN 472. L. M.

Old Hundred. Bicester. Blendon.

1 O THOU, who from thy glorious throne, Hast sent thy servants to proclaim Salvation to a world undone,

And sound through all the earth thy name; 2 Succeed their efforts who invite

The wand'ring, wretched outcasts home;
And let thy sov'reign Spirit's might
Compel the heathen world to come.
3 From Afric's burning, arid sands,
And Asia's mild, resplendent sky;
Let converts, from the heathen lands,
As doves unto their windows fly.
4 With Europe may they join to bless
The Saviour's name, his praise prolong
And Islands of the Southern seas
Join with America the song.

HYMN 473.

Blendon. Truro.

L. M.

1 SOV'REIGN of worlds! display thy pow'r,
Be this thy Zion's favor'd hour;
Bid the bright morning Star arise,
And point the nations to the skies.
2 Set up thy throne where Satan reigns,
On Afric's shore, on India's plains,

On wilds and continents unkown;
And be 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,
And bid all nations hail the light.

A

HYMN 474. C. M.

Springfield. Barby. St. Martin's.

Matt. xxviii. 18.

1 GREAT Saviour, let thy pow'r divine
O'er all the earth be known;
Let all, to thee, their will resign,
And make thy will their own.
2 Perversion marks the guilty way,
Which heathens madly tread ;
From all thy laws they go astray,
And hasten to the dead.

3 Thou, Saviour-God, hast pow'r alone
To turn their wand'ring feet,

To bend their souls before thy throne,
Low at thy mercy seat:-

4 For all the pow'r, beneath, above,
Thy wounded hands sustain ;
Then sway the sceptre of thy love,
And let thy mercy reign.

Bath. Chatham.

1 MILLIONS there are on heathen ground, Who never heard the gospel's sound;