O may that love which spread this board,

Inspire us whịle we sing ;
4 “Glory to God in highest strains,

" And to the earth be peace;
« Good-will from heav'n to men is come,

" And let it never cease !"

HYMN 96.

(L. M.) 1 TO Jesus, our exalted Lord,

That name in heav'n and earth ador'd,
Fain would our hearts and voices raise

A cheerful song of sacred praise.
2 But all the notes which mortals know,
, Are weak, and languishing, and low;
Far, far above our humble songs,

The theme demands immortal tongues. 3 Yet whilst around his board we meet,

And worship at his sacred feet,
O let our warm affections move,
In glad returns of grateful love.
4 Yes, Lord, we love and we adore,

But long to know and love thee more;
And, whilst we taste the bread and wine,

Desire to feed on joys divine.
5 Let faith our feeble senses aid,

To see thy wondrous love display'd;
Thy broken flesh, thy bleeding veins,

Thy dreadful agonizing pains. 6 Let humble, penitential wo,

With painful, pleasing anguish flow;
And thy forgiving love impart,
Life, hope, and joy to ev'ry heart.
ORDINATION, OR INSTITUTION OF

MINISTERS.
HYMN 97.

(L. M.) St. Matt. x. 1 GO forth, ye heralds, in my name,

Sweetly the gospel trumpet sound;
The glorious jubilee proclaim,

Where'er the human race is found, 2 The joyful news to all impart,

And teach them where salvation lies; With care bind up the broken heart,

And wipe the tears from weeping eyes.

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3 Be wise as serpents, where you go,
But harmless as the peaceful dove;
And let your heav'n-taught conduct show
That ye're commission'd from above.
4 Freely from me ye have receiv'd,
Freely, in love, to others give;
Thus shall your doctrines be believ'd,
And, by your labours, sinners live.

St. Mark xvi. 15, &c. and St. Matt. xxviii. 18, &c.

1 "GO preach my gospel," saith the Lord,

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"Bid the whole earth my grace receive;
Explain to them my sacred word,
"Bid them believe, obey, and live.

Whilst guarded by his potent hand,

Amidst the rage of hell they stand. 5 So shall the bright succession run

Through all the courses of the sun;
Whilst unborn churches, hy their care,

Shall rise and flourish large and fair.
6 Jesus, our Lord, their hearts shall know,

The spring whence all these blessings flow;
Pastors and people shout his praise,
Through the long round of endless days.

HYMN, 100,

(L. M.) 1 FATHER of mercies ! bow thine ear,

Attentive to our earnest prayer ;
We plead for those who plead for thee,

Successful pleaders may they be! 2 How great their work, how vast their charge !

Do thou their anxious souls enlarge;
Their best acquirements are our gain,

We share the blessings they obtain. 3 Clothe, then, with energy divine,

Their words, and let those words be thine;
To them thy sacred truth reveal,

Suppress their fear, inflame their zeal. 4 Teach them to sow the precious seed,

Teach them thy chosen flock to feed ;
Teach them immortal souls to gain;

Souls that will weil reward their pain. 5 Let thronging multitudes around,

Hear from their lips the joyful sound ;
In humble strains thy grace implore,

And feel thy new-creating pow?r.
6 Let sinners break their massy chains,

Distressed souls forget their pains;
Let light through distant realms be spread,
And Zion rear her drooping head.

CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH.

(L. M.)

HYMN 101. 1 AND wilt thou, O Eternal God,

On earth establish thine abode ?
Then look propitious from thy throne,

And take this temple for thine own.
2 These walls we to thine honour raise,

Long may they echo in thy praise;

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And thou, descending, fill the place
- With the rich tokens of thy grace.
3 Here may the great Redeemer reign,

With all the graces of his train ;
While pow'r divine his word attends,

To conquer foes and cheer his friends. 4 And in the last decisive day,

When God the nations shall survey,
May it before the world appear,
Thousands were born for glory here.

(L. M)

MISSIONS

HYMN 102.
1 JESUS shall reign where'er the sun

Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,

Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2 To him shall endless pray’r be made,

And praises throng to crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise

With ev'ry morning sacrifice.
3 People and realms, of ev'ry tongue,

Dwell on his love with sweetest song;
And infant voices shall proclaim

Their early blessings on his name.
4 Blessings abound where'er he reigns;

The pris'ner leaps to burst his chains;
The weary find eternal rest,

And all the sons of want are blest.
5 Where he displays his healing pow'r,

Death and the curse are known no more:
In him the tribes of Adam boast

More blessings than their father lost. 6 Let ev'ry creature rise, and bring

Peculiar honours to our King :
Angels descend with songs again,
And earth repeat the loud amen.

HYMN 103.

Psalm cxvii.
1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,

Let the Creator's praise arise;
Jehovah's glorious name be sung
Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue.

(L. M.)

2 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,

And truth eternal is thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.
HYMN 104.

(L. M.) 1 O SPIRIT of the Living God!

In all thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod,

Descend on our apostate race! 2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love,

To preach the reconciling word; Give pow'r and unction from above,

Where'er the joyful sound is heard. 3 Be darkness, at thy' coming, light;

Confusion, order, in thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;

Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 4 Convert the nations; far and nigh

The triumphs of the cross record;
The name of Jesus glorify,
Till ev'ry people call him Lord.
HYMN 105.

(I1. 1.) For Missions to the new settlements in the United

States.
1 WHEN, Lord, to this our Western land,
Led by thy providential hand,

Our wand'ring fathers came,
Their ancient homes, their friends in youth,
Sent forth the heralds of thy truth,

To keep them in thy name.
2 Then, through our solitary coast,
The desert features soon were lost;

Thy temples there arose;
Our shores, as culture made them fair,
Were hallow'd by thy rites, by pray'r,

And blossom’d as the rose.
3 And O! may we repay this debt
To regions solitary yet

Within our spreading land!
There, brethren, from our common home,
Still westward, like our fathers, roam;

Still guided by thy hand.
4 Saviour! we own this debt of love:
O shed thy Spirit from above,

To move each Christian breast;