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On Burmah's sterile, joyless plains,
And points the way to heaven. 4 Almighty Lord! thy sceptre sway,
And make the sinful world obey,
Which from delusion frees us ;-
Of our exalted Jesus.
49. 8. 8. 6. Anon. The garden of the Lord, refresh'd by his presence. THE Lord into his garden comes;
The spices yield their rich persumes ;
The lilies grow and thrive: Refreshing streams of grace divine From Jesus flow to every vine,
And make the dead revive. 2 O that this dry and barren ground In springs of water may abound,
A fruitsul soil become ; The desert blossom as the rose, And Jesus conquer all his foes,
And make his people one!
My soul a witness is :
May rest on Christ and live. 4 Behold the crystal fountain run! It issues from the glorious throne :
The throne of God on high:
And yet we still are dry:
5 But, when to that blest world we rise,
We'll drink a full supply,
That never will run dry.
When all the saints get home.
For Jesus bids us come.
Where sin and pain are o'er;
Where parting is no more.
50. ll's. Darby. The power and peaceful effects of the Gospel. FROM realms where the day its first dawning The Sun of the gospel in glory ascends : Ye forests, attend, while your children combine
In accents unusual, in transports divine.
The clouds of destruction hung over our path;
And pointed our steps to the regions of day. 3 A council on high has been had to inquire,
For help for mankind, and peace kindled the fire :
And with the rich treasure all lands shall be blest. 4 The chain of salvation let down from above,
Cemented by justice, and brighten'd by love;
5 On high see our Jesus, the penitent's friend,
With banners of mercy compassionate bend,
From ruin to flee, and repose in his smile.
A way in the desert, his blessings to share :
And make the dark wilderness bloom like the rose. 7 His reign shall extend from the east to the west
Compose all the tumults of nature to rest;
51. 8's. Daniel's Selection.
The token of redeeming love;
Are flocking to the mount of God!
O sinners, turn, why will you die?
• But ail have died without the sight.
• And fugitives are focking home:
O yes, and I will join that band;
4 His banner soon will be unfurl'd,
And he shall come to judge the world,
52. 8's. Altered.
The Mystery of Salvation. O
'TIS a glorious mystery -'uis a wonder,
That I should ever saved be!-'lis a wonder, No heart can think, no longue can tell,—'lis
The love of God unspeakable.—'tis a &c. 2 Great mystery, that God should place,
His love on any of Adam's race!
And find a mansion in his heart! 3 Great mystery, I can't tell why
That Christ for sinful worms should die,
And die for sinners on the cross! 4 0 why was I not left behind,
Among the thousands of mankind,
And die and never taste his grace?
'Twas love that made my soul a guest,
'Twas love-0 matchless, houndless love! 6 Not all the heavenly hosts can scan,
The glories of this noble plan;
53. P. M. Heber.
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand ;
From many a palmy plain,
Their land from error's chain. 2 What thongh the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle-
And only man is vile?-
The gifts of God are strown;
Bows down to wood and stone. 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high;
The lamp of life deny ?
The joyful sound proclaim,
Has learn'd Messiah's name. 4 Waft-waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye, waters, roll,
It spreads from pole to pole;
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Returns in bliss to reign.
54. 7's. Anon.
The Gospel Jubilee.