3 The mountains in their places stood, 4 Lord, 'tis not ours to make the sea, 971 9th P. M. 87, 87, 87, 87. For the dedication of a seamen's Bethel. That whose word the thunder roars, Who in majesty presidest O'er the oceans and their shores; From those shores, and from the ocean, We, the children of the sea, Come to offer our devotion, And to give this house to thee. 2 When, for business on great waters, 3 When in port, each day that's holy We'll repeat its sacred songs. Outward bound, shall we, in sadness, Lose its flag behind the seas; Homeward bound, we 'll greet with gladness Its first floating on the breeze. 4 Homeward bound!with deep emotion, We remember, Lord, that life Is a voyage o'er an ocean Heaved by many a tempest's strife. On our hearts and minds, that we, 972 MISSIONARY. L. M. Souls perishing for lack of knowledge. HEPHERD of souls, with pitying eye SHEPHERD of with To thee in their behalf we cry,- 2. See where o'er desert wastes they err, Nor fold, nor place of refuge near, For no man cares their souls to save. 3 Thy people, Lord, are sold for naught, 4 The pit its mouth hath open'd wide, 5 Why should the foe thy purchase seize ? 973 FROM 26th P. M. 76, 76, 76, 76. The cry of the heathen, TROM Greenland's icy mountains, 1 Where Afric's sunny fountains Their land from error's chain. I 2 What though the spicy breezes * In vain with lavish kindness 3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted The joyful sound proclaim, 4 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story, It spreads from pole to pole: 974 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. The ruined race. ET God, who comforts the distress'd, Hear, Holy Ghost, our joint request, And show thyself the Comforter; 2 We wrestle for the ruin'd race; And make thy richest mercy known, 3 Father of everlasting love, And turn our earth to paradise. 975 The glorious predictions. L. M. HE Law and Prophets all foretold That Christ should die, and leave the grave; Gather the world into his fold, The Church of Jews and Gentiles savé. 2 Yet, by the prince of darkness bound, 976 BEHO The latter day glory. L. M. EHOLD, the heathen waits to know The joy the Gospel will bestow; The exiled captive to receive The freedom Jesus has to give. 2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, 977 ROLL 26th P. M. 76, 76, 76, 76. Departing missionaries. OLL on, thou mighty ocean; Arise, ye gales, and waft them Safe to the destined shore; That man may sit in darkness, E And death's black shade, no more. 20 thou eternal Ruler, Who holdest in thine arm The tempests of the ocean, Protect them from all harm! Thy presence, Lord, be with them, Wherever they may be; Though far from us who love them, |