Jesus shall reign where’er the sun Does his successive journeys run; His kingdom stretch from shore to shore Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 2. To Him shall endless prayer be made And endless praises crown His head; His name, like sweet perfume, shall rise With every morning sacrifice. 3. People and realms of every 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 prisoner leaps to loose his chains, The weary find eternal rest, And all the sons of want are blest. 5. Where He displays His healing power, Death and the curse are known no more; In Him the tribes of Adam boast More blessings than their father lost. 6. Let every creature rise and bring Peculiar honors to our King; Angels descend with songs again, And earth repeat the loud Amen. Isaac Watts, 1719. 484 8, 8, 8, 6 Send Thou, O Lord, to every place Swift messengers before Thy face, The heralds of Thy wondrous grace, Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 2. Send men whose eyes have seen the King, Men in whose ears His sweet words ring; Send such Thy lost ones home to bring; Send them where Thou wilt come,— 3. To bring good news to souls in sin, The bruised and broken hearts to win; In every place to bring them in Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 4. Thou who hast died, Thy victory claim; Assert, O Christ, Thy glory’s name And far to lands of pagan shame Send men where Thou wilt come. 5. Gird each one with the Spirit’s Sword, The sword of Thine own deathless Word, And make them conquerors, conquering Lord, Where Thou Thyself wilt come. 6. Raise up, O Lord the Holy Ghost, From this broad land a mighty host, Their war-cry, “We will seek the lost Where Thou, O Christ, wilt come!” Mrs. M. E. Gates, 1889. THE MINISTRY. 485 8, 8, 6, 8, 8, 6 (C. P. M.) Lord of the Church, we humbly pray For those who guide us in Thy way And speak Thy holy Word; With love divine their hearts inspire And touch their lips with hallowed fire And needful strength afford. 2. Help them to preach the Truth of God, Redemption through the Savior’s blood, Nor let the Spirit cease On all the Church His gifts to shower,— To them a messenger of power; To us, of life and peace. 3. So may they live to Thee alone; Then hear the welcome word, “Well done!” And take their crown above; Enter into their Master’s joy And all eternity employ In praise and bliss and love.