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Go, proclaim among the nations,
Joyful news of heavenly birth;
Bear the tidings-

Tidings of the Saviour's worth.
2 When exposed to fearful dangers,
Jesus will his own defend;
Borne afar midst foes and strangers,
Jesus will appear your Friend;
And his presence

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Shall be with you to the end.

HYMN 532, 7s and 6s.

Departure of Missionaries.

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And, as thy billows flow,
Bear messengers of mercy,
To every vale of woe:
Arise, ye gales! and waft them,
Safe to their destined shore;
That men may sit in darkness,
And death's black shade, no more.

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Who holdest in thine arm
The tempests of the ocean,-
Deliver them from harm:
Thy presence still be with them,
Wherever they may be;

Though far from those who love them,
Let them be nigh to thee.

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HYMN 533, 8s, 7s and 4,

The Heralds of Salvation.

N the mountain's top appearing,
Lo! the sacred herald stands,
Welcome news to Zion bearing,—
Zion long in hostile lands:
Mourning captive!

God himself will loose thy bands.

2 Has thy night been long and mournful,
All thy friends unfaithful proved?
Have thy foes been proud and scornful,
By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
Cease thy mourning :-

Zion still is well-beloved.

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3 God, thy God, will now restore thee,
He himself appears thy Friend;
All thy foes shall flee before thee,

Here their boasts and triumphs end:
Great deliverance

Zion's King will quickly send.

4 Peace and joy shall now attend thee, All thy warfare now is past,

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God, thy Saviour, shall defend thee,
Peace and joy are come at last:
All thy conflicts

End in everlasting rest.

HYMN 534, 7s.

The Messengers of God.

Give of morning, fly;

YO-ye messengers of God!

Take the wonder-working rod,
Wave the banner cross on high.
2 Where the towering minaret

Gleams along the morning skies,
Wave it till the crescent set,

And the "Star of Jacob" rise.

3 Go to many a tropic isle,

In the bosom of the deep,
Where the skies for ever smile,

And th' oppressed for ever weep.

4 O'er the negro's night of care

Pour the living light of heaven;
Chase away the fiend despair,-
Bid him hope to be forgiven.
5 Where the golden gates of day
Open on the palmy east,
Wide the bleeding cross display,-
Spread the gospel's richest feast.

6 Circumnavigate the ball,

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Visit every soil and sea:

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

HYMN 535, C. M.

Promised Aid.

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Go, publish, through Immanuel's name,
Salvation bought with blood.

2 What, though your arduous path-way lie
Through regions dark as death?

What, though, your faith and zeal to try,
Perils beset your path ?—

3 Yet, with determined courage, go,
And armed with power divine;
Your God will needful strength bestow,
And on your labors shine.

4 He, who has called you to the war,
Will recompense your pains;
Before Messiah's conquering car,
Shall mountains sink to plains.

5 Shrink not, though earth and hell oppose,
But plead your Master's cause;

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Assured that e'en your mightiest foes
Shall bow before his cross.

HYMN 536, C. M.

Designation of a Missionary.

FATHER of mercies! condescend

To hear our fervent prayer,

While this our brother we commend
To thy paternal care.

2 Before him set an open door;
His various efforts bless;
On him thy Holy Spirit pour,

And crown him with success.

3 Endow him with a heavenly mind;
Supply his every need;

Make him in spirit meek, resigned,
But bold in word and deed.

4 In every tempting, trying hour,
Uphold him, by thy grace;

And guard him, by thy mighty power,
Till he shall end his race.

5 Then, followed by a numerous train,
Gathered from heathen lands,

A crown of life may he obtain,

From his Redeemer's hands.

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HYMN 537, L. M.

Commission to the Gentiles.

10-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 waters glide.
3 Go, bid the bright and morning star,
From Bethlehem's plains, resplendent shine,
And, piercing through the gloom afar,
Shed heavenly light and love divine.
4 To India's various castes, proclaim
The gospel's soft, but powerful voice;
And, at the blest Redeemer's name,
Let ocean's lonely isles rejoice.

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5 From north to south, from east to west,
Messiah yet shall reign supreme;

His name, by every tongue, confessed,-
His praise the universal theme.

HYMN 538, S. M.

Prayer for Israel.

LORD! send thy servants forth

To call the Hebrews home;

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

2 Where'er, in lands unknown,

The fugitives remain,

Bid every creature help them on,

Thy holy mount to gain.

8 An offering to the Lord,

There let them all be seen,

Sprinkled with water and with blood,.
In soul and body clean.

4 With Israel's myriads sealed,

Let all the nations meet;

And show the mystéry fulfilled,—

Thy family complete.

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HYMN 539, 8s, 7s and 4.

The Missionary's Farewell.

YES, my native land! I love thee;

All thy scenes I love them well;-
Friends, connections, happy country!
Can I bid you all farewell?

Can I leave you,

Far in heathen lands to dwell?

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Joys no stranger heart can tell;
Happy home!-'t is sure I love thee!
Can I-can I say--Farewell?
Can I leave thee,

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Far in heathen lands to dwell?

3 Scenes of sacred peace and pleasure,
Holy days and Sabbath bell,

Richest, brightest, sweetest treasure!
Can I say a last farewell?

Can I leave you,

Far in heathen lands to dwell?

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From the scenes I love so well;
Far away, ye billows! bear me;
Lovely native land!-farewell!
Pleased I leave thee,

Far in heathen lands to dwell.

5 In the deserts let me labor,

On the mountains let me tell,
How he died-the blessed Saviour-
To redeem a world from hell!
Let me hasten,

Far in heathen lands to dwell.

6 Bear me on, thou restless ocean!
Let the winds my canvass swell:
Heaves my heart with warm emotion,
While I go far hence to dwell:
Glad I bid thee,

Native land!-Farewell!-Farewell!

HYMN 540, L. M.

Missionaries remembered.

ARKED as the purpose of the skies,

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