Revivals and Missions

951 The Presence of God desired.

1 O THOU the hope of Israel's host, heir strength, their helper, and their boast;

How oft their Saviour hast Thou been, In times of trouble and of sin!

2 And have not we beheld Thy face?

Thy visits crown'd the means of grace;

Oh come again, indulgent Lord, With all the joy Thy smiles afford.

3 Enter our hearts, Redeemer blest, Enter, Thou ever-honour'd Guest;

Enter, and make our hearts Thine own, Thy house, Thy temple, and Thy Throne.

4 And stay, not only for a night,_; To bless us with a transient sight; But with us dwell, through time—and then In heaven for evermore.—Amen.

Doddridge and Gibbons, 1755-1784

952 Zion visited in Grace.

1 TRIUMPHANT Zion, lift thy head From dust, and darkness, and the dead;

Though humbled long, awake at length, And gird thee with thy Saviour's strength.

2 Put all thy beauteous garments on, And let thy various charms be known; The world thy glories shall confess, Deck'd in the robes of righteousness.

3 No more shall foes unclean invade, And fill thy hallow'd walls with dread; No more shall hell's insulting host Their victory and Thy sorrows boast.

4 God from on high thy groans will hear; His hand thy ruins shall repair;

Rear'd and adorn'd by love divine, Thy towers and battlements shall shine.

Philip Doddridge, 1755.

953 The Church awakened.

1 NOW let the slumbering church awake, And shine in bright array:

Thy chains, O captive daughter, break, And cast thy bonds away.

3 Long hast thou lain in dust supine, Insulted by thy foes:

"Where is," they cried, "that God of thine? And who regards thy woes?"

3 Thy God incarnate on His hands Beholds thy name engraved;

Still unrevoked His promise stands, And Zion shall be saved.

4 He did but wait the fittest time His mercy to display; And now He rides on clouds sublime, And brings the promised day.

5 Thy God shall soon for thee appear, And end thy mourning days;

Salvation's walls around thee rear, And fill thy gates with praise.

John Ryland, 1798

954 Great Events from small Beginnings

1 SEE how great a flame aspires, Kindled by a spark of grace!

Jesu's love the nations fires, Sets the kingdoms on a blaze: To bring fire on earth He came, Kindled in some hearts it is:

Oh that all might catch the flame, All partake the glorious bliss!

2 When He first the work begun, Small and feeble was His day:

Now the word doth swiftly run, Now it wins its widening way:

More and more it spreads and grows, Ever mighty to prevail;

Sin's strongholds it now o'erthrows, Shakes the trembling gates of hell.

3 Sons of God, your Saviour praise!

He the door hath open'd wide;

He hath given the word of grace, Jesu's word is glorified:

Jesus, mighty to redeem, He alone the work hath wrought;

Worthy is the work of Him, Him who spake a world from nought.

4 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand?

Now it spreads along the skies, Hangs o'er all the thirsty land:

Lo, the promise of a shower Drops already from above; But the Lord will shortly pour All the Spirit of His love.

Charles Wesley, 1749

955 "There shall be Showers of Blessing."

1 "SHOWERS of blessing," gracious promise, From the God who rules on high; From the everlasting Father, He who will not, cannot lie.

Showers of blessing, He has promised from the sky.

2 "Showers of blessing," joyful showers, Making every heart rejoice;

Come, ye saints, and plead the promise, Raise in faith the suppliant voice;

Showers of blessing, Oh, let nothing less suffice!

Albert Midlane,1864

956 "Awake, O Arm of the Lord."

1 ARM of the Lord, awake, awake!

Thy power unconquerable take;

Thy strength put on, assert Thy might, And triumph in the dreadful fight.

2 Why dost Thou tarry, mighty Lord?

Why slumbers in its sheath Thy sword?

Oh, rouse Thee, for Thine honour's sake;

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!

3 Behold, what numbers still withstand Thy sovereign rule and just command, Reject Thy grace, Thy threats despise, And hurl defiance at the skies.

4 Haste then, but come not to destroy;

Mercy is Thine, Thy crown, Thy joy; Their hatred quell, their pride remove, But melt with grace, subdue with love.

5 Why dost Thou from the conquest stay?

Why do Thy chariot wheels delay?

Lift up Thyself; hell's kingdom shake:

Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!

Henry March, 1839

957

Revival sought

1 REVIVE Thy work, O Lord, Thy mighty arm make bare;

Speak with the voice that wakes the dead, And make Thy people hear.

2 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Disturb this sleep of death, Quicken the smouldering embers now, By Thine almighty breath.

3 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Create soul-thirst for Thee, And hungering for the bread of life, Oh may our spirits be!

4 Revive Thy work, O Lord, Exalt Thy precious name;

And, by the Holy Ghost, our love For Thee and Thine inflame.

5 Revive Thy work, O Lord, And give refreshing showers, The glory shall be all Thine own, The blessing, Lord, be ours.

Albert Midlane, 1861.

958

Give reviving

1 FATHER, for Thy promised blessing, Still we plead before Thy throne; For the times of sweet refreshing, Which can come from Thee alone.

2 Blessed earnests Thou hast given, But in these we would not rest, Blessings still with Thee are hidden, Pour them forth, and make us blest.

3 Prayer ascendeth to Thee ever, Answer! Father, answer prayer;

Bless, oh bless each weak endeavour, Blood-bought pardon to declare!

4 Wake Thy slumbering children, wake them, Bid them to Thy harvest go;

Blessings, O our Father, make them;

Round their steps let blessings flow.

5 Give reviving—give refreshing—

Give the look'd-for Jubilee; To Thyself may crowds be pressing, Bringing glory unto Thee.

6 Let no hamlet be forgotten, Let Thy showers on all descend; That in one loud blessed anthem, Myriads may in triumph blend.

Albert Midlane, 1865.

959 Prayer for a Revival

1 SAVIOUR, visit Thy plantation;

Grant us, Lord, a gracious rain!

All will come to desolation, Unless Thou return again:

Lord, revive us, All our help must come from Thee!

2 Keep no longer at a distance, Shine upon us from on high, Lest, for want of Thine assistance, Every plant should droop and die,

Lord, &c

3 Surely, once Thy garden flourish'd, Every part look'd gay and green;

Then Thy word our spirit nourish'd, Happy seasons we have seen!

Lord, &c.

4 But a drought has since succeeded, And a sad decline we see;

Lord, Thy help is greatly needed, Help can only come from Thee.

Lord, &c.

5 Dearest Saviour, hasten hither, Thou canst make them bloom again;

Oh permit them not to wither, Let not all our hopes be vain.

Lord, &c.

6 Let our mutual love be fervent, Make us prevalent in prayers;

Let each one esteem'd Thy servant Shun the world's bewitching snares.

Lord, &c.

7 Break the tempter's fatal power, Turn the stony heart to flesh; And begin, from this good hour, To revive Thy work afresh.

Lord, revive us, All our help must come from Thee.

John Newton, 1779;

John Ryland, jun., 1787

960 Prayer for quickening Power

1 O THOU, our Head, enthroned on high, By whom Thy members live!

Wilt Thou not hear our fervent cry, The holy unction give?

2 Arise, O Lord! send forth Thy word, Thy faithful heralds call; And while the gospel trump is heard, Let Satan's bulwarks fall.

3 Breathe forth, O wind, and to new birth Quicken the bones of death;

Regenerate this wither'd earth, Give to the dying breath.

Josiah Conder, 1856

961 Jesus, manifest Thy Power

1 O Jesus, manifest Thy grace, Scatter Thy mighty darts abroad;

Constrain the unbelieving race To fall before a wounded God.

2 Thy hands, Thy side, Thy feet were pierced, The most unholy to restore:

Thy blood was shed to heal the worst, And save the poorest of the poor.

3 Then let them taste Thy saving grace, Be cleansed and glorified by Thee; And in the sacrifice of praise, Employ a blest eternity.

Augustus M. Toplady, 1759.

962 Awake, all-conquering Arm

1 AWAKE, all-conquering Arm, awake, And Satan's mighty empire shake;

Assert the honours of Thy throne, And make this ruin'd world Thine own.

2 Thine all-successful power display;

Convert a nation in a day;

Until the universe shall be But one great temple, Lord, for Thee.

Philip Doddridge, 1755, a.

963 God invoked for His Church

1 AWAKE, awake, Thou Mighty Arm, Which has such wonders wrought! Which captive Israel freed from harm, And out of Egypt brought.

2 Art Thou not it which Rahab slew? And crush'd the dragon's head?

Constrain'd by Thee the waves withdrew From their accustom'd bed.

3 Again Thy wonted prowess show, Be Thou made bare again: And let Thine adversaries know That they resist in vain.

Benjamin Beddome, 1818.

964 Awake, O arm of the Lord

1 ARM of the Lord! awake! awake!

Put on Thy strength, the nations shake: And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy wrought by Thee.

2 Say to the heathen, from Thy throne, "I am Jehovah, God alone!"

Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground.

3 No ore let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt; But to each conscience be applied The blood that flow'd from Jesus' side.

4 Arm of the Lord, Thy power extend;

Let Mahomet's imposture end;

Break papal superstition's chain, And the proud scoffer's rage restrain.

5 Let Zion's time of favour come:

Oh bring the tribes of Israel home: And let our wondering eyes behold Gentiles and Jews in Jesus' fold.

6 Almighty God! Thy grace proclaim In every clime of every name Let adverse powers before Thee fall, And crown the Saviour, Lord of all.

William Shrubsole, 1795

965 The Church awakened

1 DAUGHTER of Zion, from the dust Exalt thy fallen head;

Again in thy Redeemer trust, He calls thee from the dead.

2 Awake, awake, put on thy strength, Thy beautiful array; The day of freedom dawns at length, The Lord's appointed day.

3 Rebuild thy walls, thy bounds enlarge, And send thy heralds forth;

Say to the south—"Give up thy charge, And keep not back, O north."

4 They come, they come: thine exiled bands, Where'er they rest or roam, Have heard thy voice in distant lands, And hasten to their home.

5 Thus, though the universe shall burn, And God His works destroy, With songs Thy ransom'd shall return, And everlasting joy.

James Montgomery, 1825

966 "Preach the Gospel to every Creature."

1 SOUND, sound the truth abroad, Bear ye the word of God Through the wide world;

Tell what our Lord has done;

Tell how the day is won, And from his lofty throne Satan is hurl'd.

2 Speed on the wings of love, Jesus, who reigns above,

Bids us to By:

They who His message bear, Should neither doubt nor fear, He will their Friend appear;

He will be nigh.

3 When on the mighty deep, He will their spirits keep Stay'd on His word; When in a foreign land, No other friend at hand, Jesus will by them stand- Jesus, their Lord.

4 Ye who, forsaking all. At your loved Master's call, Comforts resign;

Soon will your work be done, Soon will the prize be won, Brighter than yonder sun, Then shall ye shine.

Thomas Kelly, 1820.

967 "Cry aloud, spare not."

1 MEN of God, go take your stations;

Darkness reigns throughout the earth:

Go proclaim among the nations, Joyful news of heavenly birth;

Bear the tidings Of the Saviour's matchless worth.

2 Of His gospel not ashamed, As "the power of God to save,"

Go, where Christ was never named, Publish freedom to the slave;

Blessed freedom!

Such as Zion's children have.

3 What though earth and hell united Should oppose the Saviour's plan?

Plead His cause, nor be affrighted, Fear ye not the face of man;

Vain their tumult, Hurt His work they never can.

4 When exposed to fearful dangers, Jesus will His own defend;

Borne afar, midst foes and strangers, Jesus will appear your Friend; And His presence Shall be with you to the end.

Thomas Kelly, 1806.

968 Prayer to the Captain of the Host

1 CAPTAIN of Thine enlisted host, Display Thy glorious banner high; The summons send from coast to coast, And call a numerous army nigh.

2 A solemn jubilee proclaim, Proclaim the great sabbatic day;

Assert the glories of Thy name:

Spoil Satan of his wish'd-for prey.

3 Bid, bid Thy heralds publish loud The peaceful blessings of Thy reign; And when they speak of sprinkled blood, The mystery to the heart explain.

4 Chase the usurper from his throne, Oh! chase him to his destined hell;

Stout-hearted sinners overcome; And glorious in Thy temple dwell.

5 Fight for Thyself, O Jesus, fight, The travail of Thy soul regain; To each blind soul make darkness light, To all let crooked paths be plain.

Christopher Batty, 1757, a

969 The Call of the Heathen for Help

1 FROM Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.

2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;

Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile: In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strewn; The heathen in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.

3 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we, to men benighted, The lamp of life deny?

Salvation, oh salvation, The joyful sound proclaim;

Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name.

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story! And you, ye waters roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole Till o'er our ransom'd nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.

Reginald Heber, 1823

970

Arise, O God!

1 O LORD our God, arise, The cause of Truth maintain, And wide o'er all the peopled world Extend her blessed reign.

2 Thou Prince of Life, arise, Nor let Thy glory cease;

Far spread the conquests of Thy grace, And bless the earth with peace!

3 Thou, Holy Ghost, arise, Expand Thy quickening wing, And o'er a dark and ruin'd world Let light and order spring.

4 All on the earth arise, To God the Saviour sing! From shore to shore, from earth to heaven, Let echoing anthems ring!

Ralph Wardlaw, 1817.

971 Influences of the Spirit

1 WHO but Thou, Almighty Spirit, Can the heathen world reclaim?

Men may preach, but till Thou favour, Heathens will be still the same:

Mighty Spirit, Witness to the Saviour's name.

2 Thou hast promised by the prophets, Glorious light in latter days;

Come and bless bewilder'd nations, Change our prayers and tears to praise:

Promised Spirit, Round the world diffuse Thy rays.

3 All our hopes, and prayers, and labours, Must be vain without Thine aid: But Thou wilt not disappoint us;

All is true that Thou hast said:

Gracious Spirit, O'er the world Thine influence spread.

Eriphus, "Evangelical Magazine," 1821.

972 The Holy Spirit invoked

1 SPIRIT of the living God, In all Thy plenitude of grace, Where'er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our apostate race.

2 Give tongues of fire and hearts of love To preach the reconciling word;

Give power and unction from above, Whene'er the joyful sound is heard.

3 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light, Confusion, order in Thy path;

Souls without strength inspire with might, Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

4 O Spirit of the Lord, prepare All the round earth her God to meet;

Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat.

6 Baptize the nations far and nigh; The triumphs of the cross record; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call him Lord.

James Montgomery, 1825.

973 Longing for the Spread of the Gospel

1 O'ER the gloomy hills of darkness, Look, my soul, be still and gaze;

All the promises do travail With a glorious day of grace:

Blessed jubilee, Let thy glorious morning dawn!

2 Let the Indian, let the Negro, Let the rude Barbarian see That divine and glorious conquest Once obtain'd on Calvary;

Let the Gospel Loud resound from pole to pole.

3 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness, Grant them, Lord, the saving light, And from eastern coast to western May the morning chase the night, And redemption, Freely purchased, win the day.

4 May the glorious day approaching, On their grossest darkness dawn, And the everlasting gospel, Spread abroad Thy holy name,

All the borders Of the great Immanuel's land.

5 Ply abroad, thou mighty gospel, Win and conquer, never cease; May thy lasting, wide dominions, Multiply, and still increase, Sway Thy sceptre, Saviour, all the world around.

6 Every creature, living, breathing, In divinely grateful lays, Father, Son, and Spirit, praising, Magnify the God of grace;

Halleluiah!

Fill the universe with praise.

William Williams, 1772, a.

Verse 6, John Rippon, 1829.