C. M. For a Revival.
'BY whom shall Jacob now arise ?'
For Jacob's friends are few;
And (what may fill us with surprise)
They seem divided too.
2. By whom shall Jacob now arise ?'
For Jacob's foes are strong;
I read their triumph in their eyes,
They think he'll fail ere long.
3. By whom shall Jacob now arise ?'
Can any tell by whom?
Say, shall this branch that withered lies,
Again revive and bloom?
4. Lord, thou canst tell-the work is thine :
The help of man is vain :
On Jacob now arise and shine,
BLEST be that hand, which from the skies
Brought down a plant of paradise;
And gave its heavenly beauties birth,
To deck this wilderness of earth.
2. But why does that celestial flower
Open, and thrive, and shine no more?
Where are its balmy odours fled?
And why reclines its beauteous head?
3. Too plain, alas! the languor shows
The unkindly soil in which it grows;
Where the black frost and beating storm
Wither and rend its tender form.
4. Unchanging Sun! thy beams display,
To drive the frost and storms away;
Make all thy potent virtues known,
To cheer a plant so much thy own.
5. And thou, bless'd Spirit, deign to blow
Fresh gales of heaven on shrubs below
So shall they grow, and breathe abroad
A fragrance grateful to our God.
270 L. M. For the Church, when Dangers threaten. DODDRIDGE.
GOD of the ocean! at whose voice
The threatening floods are heard no more,
Behold their madness and their noise,
And silence the tumultuous roar.
2. Here streams of poisonous error swell;
There rages vice in every form;
They join their tide, led on by hell,
And Zion trembles at the storm.
3. Almighty Spirit, rouse thine arm,
And lift the Saviour's standard high;
Thy people's hearts with vigour warm,
And call thy chosen legions nigh.
4. Waked by thy well-known voice, they come,
And round the sacred banner throng;
Zion, prepare the Conqueror room,
While triumph bursts into a song.
5. The Lord on high, when billows roar,
Superior majesty displays,
And, by one breath of sovereign power,
Hushes the noise of foaming seas.
271 C. M. For the Spread of the Gospel. GIBBONS.
LORD, send thy word, and let it fly,
Armed with thy Spirit's power;
Then thousands shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
2. Beneath the influence of thy grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,
With sudden greens, and fruits arrayed,
A blooming paradise.
3. True holiness shall strike its root
In each regenerate heart,
Shall in a growth divine arise,
And heavenly fruits impart.
4. Peace, with her olives crowned, shall stretch Her wings from shore to shore ;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murderous cannon roar.
5. Lord, for those days we wait;-those days Are in thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun and stars, and bring
This promised age of gold!
O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul, be still and gaze!
All the promises do travail,
With a glorious day of grace:
Blessed Jubilee!
Let thy glorious morning dawn.
Let the Indian, let the Negro,
Let the rude Barbarian see,
That divine and glorious conquest
Once obtained on Calvary!
Let the gospel
Loud resound from pole to pole.
Kingdoms wide, that sit in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, the glorious light,
And from eastern coast to western,
May the morning chase the night;
And redemption,
Freely purchased, win the day.
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!
273 8. 7. 4. For the Extension of the Redeemer's Conquests.
GIRD thy sword on, mighty Saviour,
Make the word of truth thy car!
Prosper in thy course, triumphant,
All success attend thy war:
Gracious Victor!
Bring thy trophies from afar.
2. Majesty combined with meekness,
Righteousness and peace unite,
To ensure thy blessed conquests;
Take possession of thy right:
Ride triumphant,
Decked in robes of purest light.
3. Blest are they that touch thy sceptre, Blest are all that own thy reign;
Freed from sin, that worst of tyrants,
Rescued from its galling chain;
Saints and angels,
All who know thee, bless thy reign!
JESUS! who mighty art to save,
Still push thy conquests on :
Extend the triumphs of thy Cross,
Where'er the sun has shone.
2. O Captain of salvation! make
Thy power and mercy
Till crowds of willing converts come,
And worship at thy throne.
275 L. M. For the Universal Reign of Christ.
BRIGHT as the sun's meridian blaze,
Vast as the blessings he conveys,
Wide as his reign from pole to pole,
And permanent as his control;-
2. So, Jesus, let Thy kingdom come;
Then sin and hell's terrific gloom
Shall at its brightness, flee away,-
The dawn of an eternal day.
3. Then shall the heathen, filled with awe,
Learn the blest knowledge of thy law;
And Antichrists, on every shore,
Fall from their thrones, to rise no more. 4. Then shall the Jew and Gentile meet, In pure devotion at thy feet;
And earth shall yield thee, as thy due,
Her fulness, and her glory too.
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