[4 Then shall thy lofty praise resound On Afric's shores....thro' India's ground: And islands of the southern sea

Shall stretch their eager arms to thee.] 5 Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet In pure devotion at thy feet:

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And earth shall yield thee, as thy due,
Her fulness and her glory too.

Ọ that from Britain now might shine
This heav'nly light, this truth divine
'Till the whole universe shall be
But one great temple, Lord, to thee.

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426. L. M. Voke.

Missionaries.... Dan. ii. 45.

XERT thy pow'r, thy rights maintain,
Insulted, everlasting King!

The influence of thy crown increase,
And strangers to thy footstool bring.

2 We long to see that happy time,
That dear, expected, blessed day,
When countless myriads of our race
The second Adam shall obey.

8 The prophecies must be fulfill'd,
Tho' earth and hell should dare oppose;
The stone cut from the mountain's side,
Tho' unobserv'd, to empire grows.

4 Soon shall the blended image fall,
Brass, silver, iron, gold, and clay,
And superstition's gloomy reign
To light and liberty give way.
5 In one sweet symphony of praise,
Gentile and Jew shall then unite;
And infidelity, asham'd,

Sink in th' abyss of endless night.
6 Soon Afric's long-enslaved sons
Shall join with Europe's polish'd race,

To celebrate, in diff'rent tongues,
The glories of redeeming grace.
7 From east to west, from north to south,
Immanuel's kingdom shall extend;
And ev'ry man, in ev'ry face,
Shall meet a brother, and a friend.

427. L. M. Voke.

Prayer for the spread of the Gospel.
THY people, Lord, who trust thy word,
And wait the smilings of thy face,

Assemble round thy mercy-seat,
And plead the promise of thy grace.
2 We consecrate these hours to thee,
Thy sov'reign mercy to entreat';
And feel some animating hope,
We shall divine acceptance meet.
3 Hast thou not sworn to give thy Son,
To be a light to Gentile lands;
To open the benighted eye,

And loose the wretched pris ners' bands?

4 Hast thou not said from sea to sea
His vast dominions shall extend?
That ev'ry tongue shall call him Lord,
And ev'ry knee before him bend?
Now let the happy time appear,
The time to favor Sion come;
Send forth thy heralds far and near,
To call thy banish'd children home.

428. L. M. Voke. Prospect of Success.... John iv. 35, 36, 1. BEHOLD th' expected time draws near, The shades disperse, the dawn appear;

The barren wilderness assume

The beauteous tints of Eden's bloom.

3 Events, with prophecies, conspire To raise our faith, our zeal to fire:

The rip'ning fields, already white, Present an harvest to our sight. 3 The untaught heathen waits to know The joy the gospel will bestow; The exil'd slave waits to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. [4 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In the blest labor share a part, Our pray'rs and off'rings gladly bring, To aid the triumphs of our King.] 5 Our hearts exult in songs of praise,

That we have seen these latter days, When our Redeemer shall be known, Where satan long has held his throne. 6 From eastern to the western skies, Sweet incense to his name shall rise; And Tyre, and Egypt, Greek and Jew, By sov'reign grace be form'd anew.

429. L. M: Voke.

Fall of Babylon predicted....Rev. xiv. 6-8, 1 PROUD Babylon yet waits her doom; Nor can her tott'ring palace fall,

'Till some blest messenger arise, The ransom'd heathen world to call. 2 Now see the glorious time approach! Behold the mighty angel fly, The gospel tidings to convey To ev'ry land beneath the sky! [3 See the kind native of Pelew With rapture greet the sacred sound; And, for a Saviour's precious name, Throw his mean idols to the ground.] 4 O see, on Otaheite's isle,

And Africa's unhappy shore,

The unlearn'd savage press to hear;
And hearing, wonder and adore,

[5 See, while the joyful truth is told, That Jesus left his throne in heav'n, And suffer'd, dy'd, and rose again, That all his sins might be forgiv'n. 6 See what delight, unfelt before, Beams in his fixt, attentive eye; And hear him ask-" For wretched me, "Did this divine Redeemer die?”

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"Ah! why have ye so long forborne "To tell such welcome news as this? "Go now, let ev'ry sinner hear, "And share in such exalted bliss!"] 8 Now, Babylon, thy hour is come, Thy curst foundation shall give way; And thine eternal overthrow The triumphs of the cross display!

430. L. M. Voke.

Prayer for the Success of Missions. 1 Go, favor'd Britons, and proclaim

The kind Redeemer you have found;
And speak his ever precious name,
To all the wond'ring nations round.
2 Go, tell th' unletter'd, wretched slave,
Who groans beneath a tyrant's rod,
You bring a pardon bought with blood,
The blood of an incarnate God.

3 Go, tell the panting sable chief,
On Ethiopia's scorching sand,
You come with a refreshing stream,
To cheer and bless his thirsty land.

4 Go, tell the distant isles afar,

Of Otaheite and Pelew,

That in the covenant of

grace,

Their unknown names are written too.

5 Go tell on India's golden shores, Of a rich treasure, more refin'd;

And tell them, tho' they'll scarce believe, You come, the friend of human kind. 6 Say, the religion you profess Is all benevolence and love; And by its own divine effects, Its heav'nly origin will prove.

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431. L. M. Missionary Col. Prayer for the Success of Missions. NDULGENT God, to thee we pray, Be with us on this solemn day; Smile on our souls, our plans approve, By which we seek to spread thy love. 2 Let party prejudice be gone,

And love unite our hearts in one; Let all we have and are, combine To aid this glorious work of thine. [3 Point as to men of upright mind, Devoted, diligent, and kind;

With grace be all their hearts endow'd,
And light to guide them in the road.
4 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.]

5 Great let the bands of those be found
Who shall attend the gospel sound;
And let Barbarians, bond and free,
In suppliant throngs resort to thee.
6 Where Pagan altars now are built,
And brutal blood, or human spilt,
There be the bleeding cross high rear'd,
And God, our God, alone rever'd.

7 Where captives groan beneath their chain,
Let grace, and love, and concord reign;
The aged and the infant tongue,
Unite in one harmonious song.

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