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Preach the gospel to every creature.-Mark 18, 15.
se messengers of God;
ke the beams of morning, fly!
the skies for ever smile,
he wondrous cross display,
the cross of Christ to all, whose love is full and free.
In due season we shall reap if we faint not.-Gal. 6, 9.
Messenger of peace and love, nations plunged in shades of night;
ngels, sent from fields above, ne to shed celestial light.
the hungry food impart,
ths of peace the wanderer guide; ad the thirsty panting heart e streams of living water glide. rren rock and desert isle, id the Rose of Sharon bloom; rid wastes around Thee smile, it with the dews of morning's vomb!
north to south, from east to west, ah yet shall reign supreme; ame, by every tongue confest; raise, the universal theme.
Beside all waters sow.
Drop it where thorns and thistles grow ;
3 The good, the fruitful ground, Expect not here nor there;
O'er hill and dale, by plots tis found,
Thou know'st not which may thrive,
Grace keeps the precious germs alive,
And duly shall appear
In verdure, beauty, strength,
Thou canst not toil in vain,
Thence when the glorious end,
The angel reapers shall descend,
Cry aloud, spare not.-Isa. 58, 1. EN of God, go take your stations; Darkness reigns throughout the earth;
Go proclaim among the nations,
Of the Saviour's matchless worth. 2 Of this gospel not ashamed,
As the power of God to save,
Such as Zion's children have.
3 When exposed to fearful dangers,
Shall be with you to the end.
684 Preach the gospel to every crea
ture.-Mark 18, 15.
Gove messengers of God;
Like the beams of morning, fly!
Preach the cross of Christ to all,
685 In due season we shall reap if we
faint not.-Gal. 6, 9.
10, Messenger of peace and love,
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 water glide. 3 On barren rock and desert isle,
Go, bid the Rose of Sharon bloom;
4 From north to south, from east to west,
5 Then faint not in the day of toil, When harvest waits the reaper's hand;
Go, gather in the glorious spoil, And joyous in His presence stand. 6 Thy love a rich reward shall find From Him who sits enthroned on high;
For they who turn the erring mind
686 Be thou faithful unto death.-Rev.
REAPER! behold the fields are white
With the great harvest of the world! Soldier! seek thou the thickest fight, Thy Captain's standard is unfurled. 2 Wise to win souls, exhort, reprove, And watch the flock redeemed by blood;
Warn with Thy tears,-preach in deep love
The gospel of the grace of God. 3 Toil on in the appointed way,
The precious fruit shall soon appear: Work thou thy work whilst it is day! The shadows lengthen,-night is near: 4 And say not that thy hands are weak, Thy heart is faint, thy soul cast down, But press thou on the prize to seek ;Faithful to death,-secure the crown. 5 Soon shalt thou hear the Master's voice,
The welcome cry, Behold, I come!
The Lord is thy keeper.-Ps. 121, 5.
And say, Jehovah be thy help,
Who heaven and earth hath made: