WELLS. L. M. 690 1 "Go,preach My gospel," saith the Lord; "Bid the whole earth My grace receive; He shall be saved that trusts My word; And he condemned that won't believe. 2 "I'll make your great commission known, And ye shall prove My gospel true, 3 "Teach all the nations My commands ; 4 He spake, and light shone round His To teach the truth as taught by Thee, Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 3 Wisdom and zeal and love impart, Firmness with meekness from above, To bear Thy people in their heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love: 4 To love and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep; 5 Then, when their work is finished here, HURSLEY. L. M. A-men. 693 I WE bid thee welcome in the name 2 Come as a shepherd; guard and keep 3 Come as a teacher sent from God, Charged His whole counsel to declare; Lift o'er our ranks the prophet's rod, While we uphold thy hands with prayer. 4 Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the Spirit, fired with love; 694 I O SPIRIT of the living God, In all Thy plenitude of grace, 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love I O SAVIOUR, is Thy promise fled? Nor longer might Thy grace endure To heal the sick, and raise the dead, And preach the Gospel to the poor? 2 Come, Jesus, come! return again; With brighter beam Thy servants bless, Who long to feel Thy perfect reign, And share Thy kingdom's happiness! 3 Come, Jesus, come! and as of yore The prophet went to clear Thy way, A harbinger Thy feet before, A dawning to Thy brighter day: 4 So now may grace, with heavenly shower, Our stony hearts for truth prepare; Sow in our souls the seed of power, Then come and reap Thy harvest there. I GIRD on Thy conquering sword, Before His wheels, in glad surprise, 2 Before Thine awful face Millions of foes shall fall, The grace that conquers all: The world shall know, great King of kings, What wondrous things Thine arm can do. 3 Here to my waiting soul Bend Thy triumphant way; And all Thy power display: My heart, Thy throne, blest Jesus, see, DOXOLOGY. To God the Father, Son, And Spirit ever blest, Eternal Three in One, All worship be addressed: As heretofore it was, is now, And shall be so for evermore ! 697 I PRAISE to the Lord on high, Is breathed from every side: And fill the earth and reach the skies. 2 Ten thousand dying souls Its influence feel, and live; Sweeter than vital air The incense they receive: They breathe anew, and rise and sing Jesus, the Lord, their conquering King. 3 But sinners scorn the grace That brings salvation nigh; And faint, and fall, and die: 4 Yet, wise and mighty God, Shall all Thy servants be, In those who live and die, A savor sweet to Thee: Supremely bright Thy grace shall shine, Guarded with flames of wrath divine. |