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maux, holds out every encouragement to the 

 intrepid Missionary, in his attempts to benefit, 

 with Christian instruction, those on the shores 

 of Hudson's Bay. 



' Cold is the clime, the winds are bleak, 

 And wastes of trackless snow, 

 Ye friends of our incarnate God ! 

 Obscure the paths ye go. 



' But hearts more cold, and lusts more fierce, 



And wider wastes of sin, 

 Ye Preachers of redeeming love! 

 Obscure the soul within. 



4 Yet go : and though both poles combine, 

 To freeze the sinner's soul, 

 The sinner's soul shall yield to grace, 

 For grace can melt the pole. 



4 Then blow ye winds, and roll ye waves, 

 Your task assigned perform : 

 The God of grace is nature's God, 

 And rides upon the storm. 



* Nature and Providence obey 

 The dictates of his grace ; 

 Go ! for each drop subserves his cause 

 Each atom has its place.' 



A few of the Esquimaux who came to the 

 Fort, were from Chesterfield Inlet, and pro- 

 posed to return, before the other party left us 



