2 The dews and rains, in all their store, Drenching the pastures o'er and o'er, Are not so copious as that grace Which sanctifies and saves our race. 3 As, in soft silence, vernal showers Descend, and cheer the fainting flowers, So, in the secrecy of love, Falls the sweet influence from above. 4 That heavenly influence let me find In holy silence of the mind, While every grace maintains its bloom, Diffusing wide its rich perfume. 5 Nor let these blessings be confined To me, but poured on all mankind, Till earth's wild wastes in verdure rise, And a young Eden bless our eyes. 293. H. M. Doddridge. Efficacy of the Gospel. 1 Mark the soft-falling snow, And the descending rain! To heaven, from whence it fell, It turns not back again; But waters earth through every pore, And calls forth all her secret store. 2 Arrayed in beauteous green The hills and valleys shine, And man and beast are fed By providence divine: The harvest bows its golden ears, The copious seed of future years. 3 "So," saith the God of grace, "My Gospel shall descend, Almighty to effect The purpose I intend; Millions of souls shall feel its power, And bear it down to millions more." 294. S. M. H. Ballou. Universal Redemption. 1 In God's eternity There shall a day arise, When all the race of man shall be With Jesus in the skies. 2 As night before the rays Of morning flees away, Sin shall retire before the blaze Of God's eternal day. 3 As music fills the grove When stormy clouds are past, Sweet anthems of redeeming love Shall all employ at last. 4 Redeemed from death and sin, Shall Adam's numerous race A ceaseless song of praise begin, And shout redeeming grace. 295. L. M. 6l. Watts. "The Gentiles shall see thy Righteousness." 1 Let all the earth their voices raise, To sing the choicest psalm of praise; To sing and bless Jehovah's name: His glory let the heathen know, His wonders to the nations show, And all his saving works proclaim. 2 The heathen know thy glory, Lord: The wondering nations read thy word: Among us is Jehovah known; Our worship shall no more be paid To gods which mortal hands have made; Our Maker is our God alone. 3 Come the great day, the glorious hour, When earth shall feel his saving power, And barbarous nations fear his name; Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of his holiness, And in his courts his grace proclaim. 296. L. M. Bowring. Progress of Gospel Truth.