559.

Let thine own arm salvation bring,

And be thou known the gracious God. 2 Let millions bow before thy seat,

Let humble mourners seek thy face ;
Bring daring rebels to thy feet,

Subdued by thy victorious grace. 3 Oh! let the kingdoms of the world

Become the kingdoms of the Lord;
Let saints and angels praise thy name, -
Be thou through heaven and earth adored.

75 and 6s.
The final Victory of Christ.
I WHEN shall the voice of singing

Flow joyfully along?.
When hill and valley, ringing

With one triumphant song,
Proclaim the contest ended,

And him, who once was slain,
Again to earth descended,

In righteousness to reign ?
2 Then from the craggy mountains

The sacred shout shall fly;
And shady vales and fountains

Shall echo the reply:
High tower and lowly dwelling

Shall send the chorus round,
All hallelujah swelling
In one eternal sound.

C. M.
560. The New-Creation.
I SPIRIT of power and might! behold

A world by sin destroyed :
Creator-Spirit !-as of old,

Move on the formless void.
2 Give thou the word ;--that healing sound

Shall quell the deadly strife;
And earth again, like Eden crowned,

Produce the tree of life.
3 If sang the morning-stars for joy,

When nature rose to view,

What strains shall angel-harps employ,

When thou shalt all renew ? 4 And if the sons of God rejoice

To hear a Saviour's name,
How will the ransomed raise their voice,

To whom that Saviour came?
5 So every kindred, tongue and tribe,

Assembling round the throne,
Thy new creation shall ascribe
To sovereign love alone.

S. M. 561.

Rejoicing in Christ's Reign.
I NOW living waters flow

To cheer the humble soul;
From sea to sea the rivers go,

And spread from pole to pole.
2 Now righteousness shall.spring,

And grow on earth again :
Jesus, Jehovah, be our king,

And o'er the nations reign.
3 Jesus shall rule alone,

The world shall hear his word;
By one blest name shall he be known-
The universal Lord.

L. M.
562. Prayer for the World's Conversion.
10 SPIRIT of the living God!

In all thy plenitude of grace,
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,

Descend on our apostate race.
2 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love,

To preach the reconciling word;
Give power and unction from above,

Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy coming, light,

Confusion-order, in thy path;
Souls without strength, inspire with might ;

Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 0 Spirit of the Lord! prepare

A sinful world their God to meet:

Breathe thou abroad, like morning-air,

Till hearts of stone begin to beat. 5 Baptize the nations; far and nigh

The triumphs of the cross record;
The name of Jesus glorify,
Till every kindred call him-Lord.

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Prayer for the Heathen.
1 O'ER the realms of pagan darkness,

Let the eye of pity gaze;
See the kindreds of the people,

Lost in sin's bewildering maze;
Darkness brooding

On the face of all the earth!
2 Light of them who sit in error!

Rise and shine—thy blessings bring;
Light-to lighten all the Gentiles !

Rise with healing in thy wing:
To thy brightness,

Let all kings and nations come. 3 Let the heathen, now adoring

Idol-gods of wood and stone,
Come, and, worshipping before him,

Serve the living God alone :
Let thy glory

Fill the earth, as floods the sea.
4 Thou! to whom all power is given,

Speak the word; at thy command,
Let the company of heralds

Spread thy name from land to land :
Lord! be with them,

Always till time's latest end.

L. M. 564.

Spread of the Gospel. 1 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 Hast thou not said-thine only Son

Shall be a light to Gentile lands,

To open the benighted eyes,

And loose the wretched pris'ners' bands? 3 From land to land, from sea to sea,

That his dominion shall extend !
That every tongue shall call him Lord,

And every knee before him bend? 4 Now let the happy time appear

The time to favor Zion come;
Send forth thy heralds far and near,

And call the wandering exiles home.

8s, 7s and 4. 563. Success of the Gospel among the Heathen. 1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,

Cheered by no celestial ray,
Sun of righteousness! arising,

Bring the bright, the glorious day;
Send the gospel

To the earth's remotest bound.
2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,

Grant them, Lord! the glorious light;
And, from eastern coast to western,

May the morning chase the night;
And redemption,

Freely purchased, win the day. 3 Fly abroad, thou mighty gospel!

Win and conquer, never cease;
May thy lasting, wide dominions,

Multiply and still increase;
Sway thy sceptre,

Saviour ! all the world around.

7s. 566.

Triumphs of the Gospel.
1 WHO are these that come from far,

Led by Jacob's rising star ?
Strangers now to Zion come,

There to seek a peaceful home. 2 Lo! they gather like a cloud,

Or as doves their windows crowd:
Zion wonders at the sight,-
Zion feels a strange delight.

3 Zion now no more shall sigh,
God will raise her glory high;
He will send a large increase,-
He will give his people peace.
4 Sons of Zion! sing aloud:

See her sun, without a cloud!
God will make her joy complete-
Zion's sun shall never set.

C. M.

567.

Kingdom of Christ among Men.

1 LO! what a glorious sight appears,
To our believing eyes!

The earth and seas are passed away,
And the old rolling skies.

2 From the third heaven, where God resides,-
That holy, happy place,-
The New-Jerusalem comes down,
Adorned with shining grace.

3 Attending angels shout for joy, And the bright armies sing,"Mortals! behold the sacred seat

Of your descending King.

"The God of glory, down to men,
Removes his blessed abode ;-
Men, the dear objects of his grace,
And he their loving God.

5"His own soft hand shall wipe the tears
From every weeping eye;

And pains, and groans, and griefs, and fears,
And death itself shall die."

6 How long, dear Saviour! Oh! how long
Shall this bright hour delay ?

Fly swifter round, ye wheels of time!
And bring the welcome day.

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568.

Zion encouraged.

1 DAUGHTER of Zion! awake from thy sadness; Awake, for thy foes shall oppress thee no [ness;

more:

Bright o'er thy hills dawns the day-star of glad.
Arise, for the night of thy sorrow is o'er.