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And, lured by worldly joys away, Among the thoughtless crowd be found; 2 Remember still that they are Thine, That Thy dear sacred name they bear; Think that the seal of love divine, The sign of covenant grace, they wear. 3 In all their erring, sinful years, O let them ne'er forgotten be; Remember all the prayers and tears Which made them consecrate to Thee. And when these lips no more can pray, These eyes can weep for them no more, Turn Thou their feet from folly's way, The wanderers to Thy fold restore.

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Mrs. Ann Bradley Hyde ( -1872), 1824.

ISAAC BAKER WOODBURY (1819-1858), 1850.

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1. Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding, With the shepherd's kindest care, All the feeble gen-tly

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Christ, our triumphant King, We come Thy Name to sing;Hither our children bring, To shout Thy praise.

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Στόμιον πώλων ἀδαῶν.

2 Thou art our Holy Lord,
The all-subduing Word,
Healer of strife;
That didst Thyself abase,
That from sin's deep disgrace
Thou mightest save our race,
And give us life.

3 Ever be Thou our Guide,
Our Shepherd and our Pride,
Our Staff and Song:
Jesus, Thou Christ of God,

By Thy perennial Word
Lead us where Thou hast trod,
Make our faith strong.

4 So now, and till we die,
Sound we Thy praises high,
And joyful sing:
Infants, and the glad throng
Who to Thy Church belong,
Unite to swell the song

To Christ our King.

From Clement of Alexandria (
Tr. by Rev. Henry Martyn Dexter (1821-

1849. Ab.

-217), 1846,

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2 See the streams of living waters,
Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of want remove:
Who can faint, while such a river

Ever flows their thirst t'assuage?

Grace, which, like the Lord, the Giver,

Never fails from age to age.

3 Round each habitation hovering,
See the cloud of fire appear,
For a glory and a covering,
Showing that the Lord is near:
Thus deriving from their banner

Light by night, and shade by day,
Safe they feed upon the manna
Which He gives them when they pray.
Rev. John Newton (1725-1807), 1779.

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All will come to desolation, Unless Thou return again. Keep no longer at a distance, Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of Thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die. Once, O Lord, Thy garden flourished; Every part looked gay and green; Then Thy word our spirits nourished: Happy seasons we have seen. But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see: Lord, Thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from Thee. 3 Let our mutual love be fervent;

Make us prevalent in prayer;
Let each one esteemed Thy servant

Shun the world's bewitching snare.
Break the tempter's fatal power,

Turn the stony heart to flesh,
And begin from this good hour
To revive Thy work afresh.

Rev. John Newton, 1779. Ab. and alt.
English Melody.

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MISSIONS.

HENRY SMART (1812-1879), 1867.

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1. Saints of God! the dawn is brightening, Token of our coming Lord; O'er the earth the field is whitening;

Louder rings the Master's word,-“Pray for reapers Pray for reapers In the harvest of the Lord."

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2 Now, O Lord! fulfil Thy pleasure,
Breathe upon Thy chosen band,
And, with pentecostal measure,
Send forth reapers o'er our land,—
Faithful reapers,
Gathering sheaves for Thy right hand.
3 Broad the shadow of our nation,
Eager millions hither roam;
Lo! they wait for Thy salvation;
Come, Lord Jesus! quickly come!
By Thy Spirit,

Bring Thy ransomed people home.
4 Soon shall end the time of weeping,
Soon the reaping time will come,-
Heaven and earth together keeping
God's eternal Harvest Home.

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To the earth's remotest bound. Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, Thy 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.

Rev. William Williams (1717-1791), 1772. Ab. and alt.

THOMAS HASTINGS (1784-1872). 1830.

ANVERN. L. M.

German. Arr. by LOWELL MASON (1792-1872), 1840.

1. Arm of the Lord, awake, a- wake, Put on Thy strength,the nations shake; And let the

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2 Say to the heathen from Thy throne,
"I am Jehovah, God alone!"
Thy voice their idols shall confound,
And cast their altars to the ground.
3 No more let human blood be spilt,
Vain sacrifice for human guilt;
But to each conscience be applied
The blood that flowed from Jesus' side.
4 Almighty God, Thy grace proclaim,
In every clime, of every name,

Till adverse powers before Thee fall,
And crown the Saviour, Lord of all.

William Shrubsole, Jr. (1759-1829), 1795. Ab.
HARMONY GROVE. L. M.

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Prayer for speedy Triumph.

1 Soon may the last glad song arise Through all the millions of the skies, That song of triumph, which records That all the earth is now the Lord's. 2 Let thrones, and powers, and kingdoms be Obedient, mighty God, to Thee;

And over land, and stream, and main, Wave Thou the sceptre of Thy reign. 3 O that the anthem now might swell, And host to host the triumph tell, That not one rebel heart remains, But over all the Saviour reigns.

Baptist Magazine, 1816.

HENRY KEMBLE OLIVER (1800-1885), 1839.

1. Look from Thy sphere of end- less day,

O God of mercy and of might;

In pity look on those who stray, Be-night-ed, in this land of light.

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Prayer for Home Missions.

2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen,
In crowded mart, by stream or sea,
How many of the sons of men
Hear not the message sent from Thee.

3 Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call
The thoughtless young, the hardened old,
A scattered, homeless flock, till all
Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold.

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