71. 1 In the vale of sorrow treading,

CHARITY SCHOOL.

Oe'r the paths of woe and strife, Hear, O hear our voices pleading For the bread of endless life.

CHORUS.

Hear, O hear our voices pleading
For the bread of endless life.

2 Mighty foes combine to keep us
From the way that leads to God:
Earth and hell conspire to sweep us
Down destruction's tempting road.
3 Satan, like a hungry lion,

Still besets the heavenly way,
In the nursery of Zion

Seeking children for his prey.

4 Careless sinners too neglect us,
In our danger and distress:
But our God shall still protect us,
And our infant spirits bless.

5 Friends, our wants and sorrows feeling,
Will not fail to take our part;
To our darkened souls revealing
Grace to cleanse the sinful heart.

6 Thou, Lord Jesus, ever lovest

Those who hear our humble plea,

Thou, Thyself, our suit approvest,
Therefore, Lord, we cry to Thee.

CHORUS.

Hear, O hear our voices pleading
For the bread of endless life.

72.

CHARITY SCHOOL. (Oldham.)

1 Born in life's humblest, neediest state,

Subject to toil and fear;

Our ills unable to abate,

We ask a blessing here.

2 You, who have health and joys in store, The Lord of life revere;

He bids you help the suffering poor,
And leave your blessing here.

3 You who, by these reviving springs
Are freed from pain and care,
Praise the Almighty King of Kings,
And leave your blessing here.

4 And you redeemed by sovereign grace
From sin and slavish fear,
You will befriend an infant race,
And leave your blessing here.
5 Our daily thanks we will express,
Our fervent heartfelt prayer,
For you who, pitying our distress,
Bestow your blessing here.

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73.

MISSIONS. (Greek Air.)

1 From 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 balmy plain,
They call us to deliver

Their land from error's chain.

2 Shall we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high;
Shall we to man benighted
The lamp of life deny
Salvation! Oh, Salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation
Has learnt 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 returns to reign.

74.

MISSIONS. (Calne.)

1 Bless'd be our God, o'er the billows of ocean, Through isles of the South and the North, Missions have sped with triumphant devotion, To compass the bounds of the earth.

2 Sun of salvation, thy glory has risen, To shine on the far distant pole;

Grace has gone forth to the heathen's dark pri

son,

And lightened the cannibal's soul.

3 Lo! to the nations the gospel unveileth The need and the triumph of prayer, Covenant mercy in Jesus prevaileth

O'er darkness, and guilt, and despair.

4 On ye swift messengers, heralds of Jesus, O'er mountain, o'er desert, and wave; Preach to the nations his power to release us From terrors of death and the grave.

5 Go, with the arm of his righteousness o'er you,
The strongholds of sin to destroy;
Go, with the Spirit of glory before you,
To give you a harvest of joy.

75.

MISSIONS. (Oxford.)

1 Shine, mighty God! on Britain shine With beams of heav'nly grace; Reveal thy power through all our coasts, And show thy smiling face.

2 Amidst our isle, exalted high,
Do Thou our glory stand;
And like a wall of guardian fire
Surround thy favoured land.

3 When shall thy name from shore to shore,
Sound all the earth abroad,
And distant nations know and love
Their Saviour and their God?

4 Earth shall obey her Maker's will,
And yield her full increase:
Our God will crown his chosen isle
With fruitfulness and peace.

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