Hymn Copyrighted, 1912, by The Century Co. His voice thro' hu- man pain and need Asks ever, "Lov'st thou Me?" And hide not Thou Thy face. O Lord, stretch forth Thy 2 Arise, O Lord of hosts, Be jealous for Thy name, The sins that put to shame: O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hard, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 3 Thy best gifts from on high In rich abundance pour, That we may magnify And praise Thee more and more: O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 4 The powers ordained by Thee With heavenly wisdom bless; And rule in righteousness: O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 5 The Church of Thy dear Son Bind her once more in one, And life and truth inspire: O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 6 The pastors of Thy fold With grace and power endue, O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand. 7 Give peace, Lord, in our time; Insult Thy majesty: O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand, And guard and bless our Fatherland. 524 WARRINGTON L. M. Ralph Harrison 4 I. Look from Thy sphere of end-less day, O God of mercy and of might; 9:3 54 In pit-y look on those who stray Be- night-ed, in this land of light. A-MEN. # O hear us for our na- tive land, The land we love the most. A-MEN. 526 REGENT SQUARE 8 7 8 7 8 7 Henry Smart, 1866 4 4 1. Saints of God, the dawn is bright'ning, Tok - en of our coming Lord; O'er the earth the field is whit'ning; Loud - er rings the Mas-ter's word: 19 Pray for reap-ers, pray for reap-ers In the harvest of the Lord. A- MEN. 527 CONQUEROR 8 7 8 7 8 7 8 7 Henry F. Hemy 1. Goodly were thy tents, O Israel, Spread a long the river's side, 14 4 Bright thy star which rose pro-phet - ic, Herald of dominion wide; Fair er are the homes of free-men, Scat-tered o'er our broad do-main; Brighter is our ris - ing day-star, Ushering in a pur- er reign. A-MEN. 2 Welcome to the glorious freedom, Which our fathers hither brought; Welcome to the priceless treasure, Which with constant faith they sought; See, from every nation gathering, Swarming myriads throng our coasts, Hear, with steady steps advancing, Ceaseless tread of countless hosts. 3 God of nations! our Preserver, Hear our prayers, our counsels bless: Lift o'er all Thy radiant banner, On these souls Thy love impress; From Thy throne of boundless blessing, O'er our land Thy Spirit pour; In the grandeur of Thine empire, Reign supreme from shore to shore, Samuel Wolcort |