HALLEL. C. M. 61.

R. DEWITT MALLARY.

e-ven I, in fields so broad,

vaileth:

Praise him ye angels, praise him in the heavens,

Praise

ye

Jehovah!

2 Praise ye the Saviour! great is his compassion,

Graciously cares he for his chosen people; Young men and maidens, ye old men and children,

Praise ye the Saviour!

3 Praise ye the Spirit! Comforter of Israel,

Grant us thy peace, Lord:

3 Peace in our hearts, our evil thoughts assuaging,

Peace in thy church, where brothers are engaging,

Peace, when the world its busy war is waging;

Calm thy foes raging.

PRAISE ye the Father, for his loving kind

ness,

Tenderly cares he for his loving children;

ing.

Lord Jesus, spare us; to our hearts be

given

Thy peace from heaven.

A. T. Russell.

ARDATH. S. M. D.

Arr. fr. MENDELSSOHN.

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HOW BEAUTEOUS are their feet

Who stand on Zion's hill!

Who bring salvation on their tongues,
And words of peace reveal.
How charming is their voice!

How sweet their tidings are!
"Zion, behold thy Saviour King;
He reigns and triumphs here."

2 How happy are our ears,

That hear this joyful sound! Which kings and prophets waited for, And sought, but never found. How blessed are our eyes,

That see this heavenly light!
Prophets and kings desired it long,
But died without the sight.

3 The watchmen join their voice,
And tuneful notes employ;
Jerusalem breaks forth in songs,
And deserts learn the joy.
The Lord makes bare his

arm

Through all the earth abroad; Let every nation now behold

Their Saviour and their God!

Isaac Watts.

LORD of the harvest! hear

Thy needy servants cry;
Answer our faith's effectual prayer,

And all our wants supply.

On thee we humbly wait;

Our wants are in thy view;
The harvest truly, Lord! is great,
The laborers are few.

2 Convert and send forth more
Into thy Church abroad;

And let them speak thy word of power, As workers with their God.

Give the pure Gospel-word,

The word of general grace;
Thee let them preach, the common Lord,
The Saviour of our race.

3 Oh, let them spread thy name;
Their mission fully prove;
Thy universal grace proclaim
Thy all-redeeming love.
On all mankind forgiven,
Empower them still to call,

And tell each creature under heaven,
That thou hast died for all.

Charles Wesley.

JOHANN M. HAYDN.

985

Psalm 48.

The order of thy house,

The worship of thy court,

The cheerful songs, the solemn vows; And make a fair report.

3 How decent, and how wise!
How glorious to behold!

Beyond the pomp that charms the eyes,
And rites adorned with gold.
The God we worship now

Will guide us, till we die;

Will be our God, while here below;
And ours above the sky.

Isaac Watts.

J. C. WOODMAN.