3 With plenteous grace his heart prepare To execute thy will; And give him patience, love, and care, And faithfulness and skill. 4 Inflame his mind with ardent zeal, Thy flock to feed and teach; And let him live, and let him feel, The truths he’s called to preach. 5 As showers refresh the thirsty plain, So let his labors prove: By him extend thy righteous reign— The reign of truth and love. 470 S. M. On the departure of a missionary. You messengers of Christ, His sovereign voice obey; Arise and follow where he leads— And peace attend your way. 2 The master whom you serve Will needful strength bestow; Depending on his promised aid, With sacred courage go. 3 Mountains shall sink to plains, And hell in vain oppose; The cause is God’s, and must prevail In spite of all his foes. 4 Go, spread a Saviour’s fame, And tell his matchless grace, To the most guilty and depraved Of Adam’s numerous race. 5 We wish you, in his name, The most divine success; Assured that he who sends you forth Will your endeavors bless. 471 S. M. The same. Go with thy servant, Lord, His every step attend; All needful help to him afford, And bless him to the end. 2 Preserve him from all wrong; Stand thou at his right hand: And keep him from the slanderous tongue And persecuting band. 3 May he proclaim aloud The wonders of thy grace; And do thou, to the listening crowd, His faithful labors bless. 4 Farewell, dear laborer, go; We part with thee in love; And if we meet no more below, O may we meet above. 472 S. M. Be ye therefore ready also. Luke 12:40. Ye servants of the Lord, Each in his office wait; With joy obey his heavenly word, And watch before his gate. 2 Let all your lamps be bright, And trim the golden flame; Gird up your loins, as in his sight; For awful is his name. 3 Watch! ’tis the Lord’s command; And while we speak, he’s near; Mark the first signal of his hand, And ready all appear. 4 O happy servant he, In such a posture found! He shall his Lord with rapture see, And be with honor crowned. 473 S. M. D. Math. 9:38. 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.