2 O, clothe their words with power divine, 216 C. M. God's blessing ensures success. Now let the prayer of faith be heard, 2 Long have they in thy vineyard wrought, And with unwearied toil; Alas! they spend their strength for naught, Upon a sterile soil. 3 Arise, O God, exert thy power; Thy people's hopes sustain; And richly on thy vineyard shower The first and latter rain. 4 Lord, we commend the work to thee; 217 He giveth the increase. TIGH on his everlasting throne, L. M. H The King of saints his work surveys; Marks the dear souls he calls his own, 2 He rests well pleased their toils to see; 3 See where the servants of the Lord, 4 The love of Christ their hearts constrains, 5 Jesus their toil delighted sees, Their industry vouchsafes to crown: 218 4th P. M. 886, 886. Entire dependence on Christ. ЕХСЕРТ ПXCEPT the Lord conduct the plan, We spend our wretched strength for naught; They shall be blest indeed. 2 Lord, if thou didst thyself inspire 3 In Jesus' name behold we meet, 4 Not in the tombs we pine to dwell, Not in the dark monastic cell, By vows and grates confined; 5 Now, Jesus, now thy love impart, Deep founded in the truth of grace, 6 O let our love and faith abound; That all around our works may see, 219 JESU The minister's only business. ESUS, the Name high over all, Angels and men before it fall, C. M. 2 Jesus, the Name to sinners dear,The Name to sinners given; It scatters all their guilty fear; It turns their hell to heaven. 3 Jesus the pris'ner's fetters breaks, And bruises Satan's head; Power into strengthless souls he speaks, And life into the dead. 4 O that the world might taste and see The riches of his grace; The arms of love that compass me, 5 His only righteousness I show,His saving truth proclaim: 'Tis all my business here below, To cry,-Behold the Lamb! 6 Happy, if with my latest breath I may but gasp his name; Preach him to all, and cry in death, Behold, behold the Lamb! 220 Success certain. LORD, if at thy command The word of life we sow, Water'd by thy almighty hand, The seed shall surely grow: The virtue of thy grace A large increase shall give, And multiply the faithful race, Who to thy glory live. S. M. 2 Now, then, the ceaseless shower On multitudes confer The heart-renewing love, And by the joy of grace prepare 221 S. M. Labourers in the vineyard of the Lord. A To diff'rent climes repair; The friends of Jesus are. 2 O let us still proceed In Jesus' work below; And, foll'wing our triumphant Head, To further conquests go. 3 The vineyard of the Lord And lo! we see the vast reward 4 O let our heart and mind That haven of repose to find, 5 Where all our toils are o'er, 222 Continued-Labourers rewarded. HAPPY, happy place, S. M. Where saints and angels meet! 2 The Church of the first-born, 3 With joy we shall behold, 4 Abrah'm and Isaac, there, The foll'wers of their faith and prayer, Who now in bodies live. 5 We shall our time beneath Live out in cheerful hope, And fearless pass the vale of death, 1 |