2

3

Exalt the Lamb of God,

The all-atoning Lamb;
Redemption by His blood

Through all the world proclaim.
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

The gospel trumpet hear,

The news of heavenly grace:
Ye happy souls, draw near;

Behold your Saviour's face.
The year of Jubilee is come;
Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

4 Jesus, our great High Priest, Hath full atonement made: Ye weary spirits, rest;

Ye mourning souls, be glad. The year of Jubilee is come; Return, ye ransomed sinners, home.

163 FROM

Mark xvi. 15. D. 7. 6. 7. 6.

Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

HEBER.

2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high-
Shall we, to men benighted,
The lamp of life deny ?
Salvation! oh, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation

Has learned Messiah's name.

3 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,

It spreads from pole to pole;
Till, o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss return to reign.

164

1

Isaiah xlii. 4.

C.M. WATTS.

SHINE, mighty God, on Britain shine,
With beams of heavenly grace;

Reveal Thy power through all our coasts,
And show Thy smiling face.

2 When shall Thy name, from shore to shore, Sound all the earth abroad;

And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God?

3 Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands,
Sing loud, with solemn voice;
While British tongues exalt His praise,
And British hearts rejoice.

4 He, the great Lord, the sovereign Judge,
Who sits enthroned above,
Wisely commands the worlds He made,
In justice, and in love.

5 God, the Redeemer, scatters round
His choicest favours here;
While the creation's utmost bound
Shall see, adore, and fear.

165

1

GO

Ps. cxxv. 2.

2-6's 4.3-6's 4. HICKSON.

OD bless our native land;
May Heaven's protecting hand
Still guard our shore!

May peace her power extend,
Foe be transformed to friend,
And Britain's rights depend
On war no more!

2 Through every changing scene,
O Lord preserve the Queen;
Long may she reign!

Her heart inspire and move
With wisdom from above,

And in a nation's love

Her throne maintain.

3 May just and righteous laws
Uphold the public cause,
And bless our isle!

Home of the brave and free,
The land of liberty!

We pray that still on thee
Kind Heaven may smile.

4 And not this land alone:
But be Thy mercies known
From shore to shore.

Lord, let the nations see
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,

The wide world o'er.

166

Psalm lxxii. 17.

L.M.

WATTS.

FROM

ROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;

Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.

2 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord; Eternal truth attends Thy word;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore, Till suns shall rise and set no more.

MORNING AND EVENING.

167

Psalm lxiii. 1.

L.M.

KENN.

WAKE, my soul, and, with the sun,

A Thy daily stage of duty run:

Shake off dull sloth, and early rise,
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 In conversation be sincere ;

Keep conscience, as the noon-tide, clear:
Think how All-seeing God, thy ways,
Thine every secret thought, surveys!

3 Glory to Thee, who safe hast kept,
And hast refreshed me while I slept:
Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,
I may of endless life partake.

4 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew;

Disperse my sins as morning dew,

Guard my first springs of thought and will, And with Thyself my spirit fill.

5 Direct, control, suggest, this day,
All I design, or do, or say;

That all my powers, with all their might,
In Thy sole glory may unite.

Praise God, &c.