He that soweth the good seed is the Son
of Man.'
NoT by Thy mighty hand,
Thy wondrous works alone,
But by the marvels of Thy Word,
Thy glory, Christ, is known.
Forth from the eternal gates,
Thine everlasting home,
To sow the seed of truth below,
Thou didst vouchsafe to come.
3 And still from age to age
Thou, gracious Lord, hast been
The Bearer forth of goodly seed,
The Sower still unseen.
And Thou wilt come again,
To reap what Thou hast sown,
The Sower and the Reaper Thou,
The Gatherer of Thine own.
Watch, Lord, Thy harvest-field
With Thine unsleeping eye,
The children of the kingdom keep
To Thy Epiphany;
So, when in Thy great day
The tares shall severed be,
May we be gathered in Thy barn
With all Thy saints to Thee.
7 All praise to Thee, O Lord,
Now by Thy Word made known,
All praise to Thee, to be revealed
Upon the judgment throne. Amen.
106 "Go, work to-day in My vineyard."
Who dares stand idle on the harvest plain?
While all around him waves the golden grain,
And to each servant does the Master say,
"Go work to-day!"
Claim the high calling angels cannot share,
To young and old the Gospel-gladness bear;
Redeem the time; its hours too swiftly fly,
The night draws nigh.
The labourers are few, the field is wide,
New stations must be filled, and blanks sup-
plied;
From voices distant far or near at home,
The call is "Come."]
The enemy is watching night and day,
To sow the tares, to snatch the seed away;
While we in sleep our duty have forgot,
He slumbered not.
Away with gloomy doubts and faithless fear!
No arm so weak but may do service here;
By feeblest agents can our God fulfil
His righteous will.
Come, labour on!
No time for rest, till glows the western sky,
While the long shadows o'er our pathway lie,
And a glad sound comes with the setting sun-
"Servants, well done!"
The toil is pleasant, the reward is sure,
Blessed are those who to the end endure;
How full their joy, how deep their rest shall
O Lord, with Thee! Amen.
107 "Of His Kingdom there shall be no end.'
1 HAIL to the Lord's Anointed,
Great David's greater Son!
Hail, in the time appointed,
His reign on earth begun;
He comes to break oppression,
To set the captive free;
To take away transgression,
And rule in equity.
2 He shall come down like showers
Upon the fruitful earth;
And love, joy, hope, like flowers,
Spring in His path to birth;
Before Him on the mountains,
Shall Peace, the herald, go;
And Righteousness, in fountains,
From hill to valley flow.
3 [Arabia's desert-ranger
To Him shall bow the knee:
The Ethiopian stranger
His glory come to see:
With offerings of devotion,
Ships from the isles shall meet
To pour the wealth of ocean
In tribute at His feet.
4 Kings shall fall down before Him,
And gold and incense bring;
All nations shall adore Him,
His praise all people sing:
For He shall have dominion
O'er river, sea, and shore,
Far as the eagle's pinion
Or dove's light wing can soar.
.]
5 To Him shall prayer unceasing,
And daily vows, ascend;
His Kingdom still increasing—
A Kingdom without end;
The mountain dews shall nourish
A seed, in weakness sown,
Whose fruit shall spread and flourish,
And shake like Lebanon.
6 O'er every foe victorious,
He on His throne shall rest,
From age to age more glorious,
All-blessing and all-blest.
The tide of time shall never
His covenant remove;
His Name shall stand for ever,
That Name to us is-Love. Amen.
"Then shalt thou cause the trumpet of
the Jubilee to sound."
1 O BROTHERS, lift your voices,
Triumphant songs to raise;
Till heaven on high rejoices,
And earth is filled with praise.
Ten thousand hearts are bounding
With holy hopes and free
The Gospel-trump is sounding,
The trump of Jubilee.
2 O Christian brothers, glorious
Shall be the conflict's close;
The Cross hath been victorious,
And shall be o'er its foes;
Faith is our battle-token:
Our Leader all controls;
Our trophies, fetters broken;
Our captives, ransomed souls.
3 Not unto us-Lord Jesus,
To Thee all praise be due;
Whose blood-bought mercy frees us,
Has freed our brethren, too.
Not unto us-in glory
The angels catch the strain,
And cast their crowns before Thee
Exultingly again.
4 Captain of our salvation,
Thy presence we adore;
Praise, glory, adoration
Be Thine for evermore.
Still on in conflict pressing
On Thee Thy people call,
Thee King of kings confessing,
Thee crowning Lord of all. Amen.
109 "God said, Let there be light, and
there was light.
1 THOU, Whose almighty word
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight;
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And where the Gospel-day
Sheds not its glorious ray,
Let there be light!
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