127 Is. LX. 6.-" All they from Sheba shall come: they shall bring gold and in
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 palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What, though the spicy breezes
Blow soft on Ceylon's isle,-
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?
In vain, with lavish kindness,
The gifts of God are strewn ;
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 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.
4 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 ransom'd nature
The Lamb, for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
128 Is. LX. 20.-" The Lord shall be thine everlasting light, and the days of thy mourning shall be ended.
1 HEAR What God the Lord hath spoken:
"O, my people, faint and few;
Comfortless, afflicted, broken,-
Fair abodes I build for you:
Thorns of heartfelt tribulation
Shall no more perplex your ways;
You shall name your walls Salvation,
And your gates shall all be praise.
2" There, like streams that feed the garden,
Pleasures without end shall flow;
For the Lord, your faith rewarding,
All His bounty shall bestow:
Still, in undisturb'd possession,
Peace and righteousness shall reign;
Never shall you feel oppression,-
Hear the voice of war again.
3" Ye, no more your suns descending,
Waning moons, no more shall see ;
But your griefs, for ever ending,
Find eternal noon in me:
God shall rise, and shining o'er you,
Change to-day the gloom of night;
He, the Lord, shall be your glory-
God, your everlasting light."
129 IS. LXI. 9." They are the seed which the
Lord hath blessed."
1 I AM a little child you see,
My strength is little too,
But yet I fain would saved be;
Lord, teach me what to do.
2 My Saviour, hear; Thou, for my good, Wert pleas'd a child to be;
And Thou didst shed Thy precious blood
Upon the cross for me."
3 My dearest Saviour, tell me how
My thankfulness to show,
For all Thy love, before and now,
Else I shall never know.
4 I think, since I so often hear
That Thou dost want my heart,
As Thy reward and purchase dear,
That Thou in earnest art.
5 Come, then, and take this heart of mineCome, take me as I am;
I know that I by right am thine,
Thou loving, gracious Lamb.
6 Down at thy feet still may I bow,
Be thine, my Saviour, still;
In nothing bad myself allow,
Nor ever show self-will.
7 But I am weak, and nothing can
Without thy Spirit do;
Help me, O thou Almighty One,
Help my companions too.
8 Preserve our little hearts secure From ev'ry hurt and stain;
First make them, and then keep them pure, And shut to all that's vain.
9 If early Thou wouldst take me hence,
O, that no harm would be:
Into Thy arms I'll go at once,
And ever live with Thee.
10 If thou wouldst have me longer stay,
In years and stature grow;
Help me to serve Thee night and day
While I am here below.
11 Then, after walking in Thy ways,
And serving Thee in love,
Put a blest end to these my days,
And take me hence above.
130 Is. LXIII. 7.—" I will mention the lovingkindnesses of the Lord, and the praises of the Lord, according to all that the Lord hath bestowed on us."
1 WE sing to God, whose tender love
Caused Him to leave His Throne above,
To dwell with sinful worms below,
And save them from eternal woe.
2 On fallen men He cast His eye,
In depths of mis'ry saw them lie,
Pitied their state, resolv'd to come,
And suffer freely in their room.
3 Our flesh He took, and died; then laid
Within an earthly tomb His head;
Then rose and took His seat on high,-
Ere long to come in majesty.
4 To Jesus, our exalted Head,
Immortal honours now be paid;
The glory of His saving name
Our tongues shall evermore proclaim.
1 AWAKE, my soul, in joyful lays,
And sing thy Great Redeemer's praise;
He justly claims a song from thee;
His loving-kindness, O how free!
2 He saw me ruin'd in the fall,
Yet lov'd me notwithstanding all,
He sav'd me from my lost estate;
His loving-kindness, O how great!
3 Though num'rous host of mighty foes,
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along;
His loving-kindness, O how strong!
4 When trouble, like a gloomy cloud,
Has gather'd thick, and thunder'd loud,
He near my soul has always stood;
His loving-kindness, O how good!
5 Often I feel my sinful heart,
Prone from my Saviour to depart;
But though I have Him oft forgot,
His loving-kindness changes not!
6 Soon shall I pass the gloomy vale,
Soon all my mortal pow'rs must fail;
O, may my last expiring breath
His loving-kindness sing in death!
7 Then let me mount and soar away
To the bright world of endless day,
And sing, with rapture and surprise,
His loving-kindness in the skies!
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