MELODY.

COME, thou soul-transforming Spirit,
Bless the sower and the seed;
Let each heart thy grace inherit;
Raise the weak, the hungry feed;
From the gospel

Now supply thy people's need.

O, may all enjoy the blessing
Which thy word's designed to give ;
Let us all, thy love possessing,
Joyfully the truth receive;

And forever

To thy praise and glory live.

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On the mountain's top appearing,
Lo, the sacred herald stands ;
Welcome news to Zion bearing,
Zion long in hostile lands.
Mourning captive,

God himself will loose thy bands.