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4 In loud hallelujahs they sing,
And harmony echoes his praise ;
Pours out the full light of his face :
Can bear, so ineffably great ;
And heaven is found-at his feet.
FOR THE MOHAMMEDANS.
602 Clarke-p. 149.] 1st P. M. 6 lines 83.
UN of unclouded righteousness,
A sad benighted world to bless,
Which now in sin and error lies, Wrapp'd in Egyptian night profound, With chains of hellish darkness bound. 2 The smoke of the infernal cave,
Which half the Christian world o'erspread, Disperse, thou heavenly Light, and save
The souls by that impostor led,
For those who spurn the sprinkled blood ! Assert thy glorious Deity!
Stretch out thy arm, thou triune God!
Thou Three in One, and One in Three,
Finish the dire apostacy ;. Thy universal claim maintain, And Lord of the creation reign!
FOR THE HEATHEN.
603 Piymouth Dock-p.148.] Ist P.M. 6 lines 8s.
Hast ransom'd every soul of man,
Why unfulfill'd the saving plan?
And not the God of Gentiles too?
Thy judgments to the nations show;
Seize as the purchase of thy blood ;
From idols to the living God
The coming of thy kingdom be ;
Bow every soul and every knee :
And then fill up thy heavenly fold.
Again in human darkness shine!
Assert thy royalty divine !
2 Thy kingdom, Lord, we long to see:
Thy sceptre o'er the nations shake;
Edom for thy possession take :
And valiantly the truth maintain !
Fly on the rebel sons of men :
605 Luton-p. 74.) L. M.
LORD, our God, we bless thee now,
To thee our souls and bodies bow :
Our God to all eternity!
L. M. PRAISE God, from whom all blessings flow,
; Praise him above, ye heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.
607 China—p. 7.]
A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name? 2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease ; While others fought to win the prize,
And sail'd through bloody seas? 3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood ?
To help me on to God? 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord ;
Supported by thy word. 5 Thy saints in all this glorious war
Shall conquer, though they die ; They see the triumph from afar,
By faith they bring it nigh. 6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.