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MISSIONS. 



volence of every friend of missions, in language 

 of the same import as the call of Macedonia, — 

 " We want to know the grand God." 



" Shall we, whose souls are lighted 



With wisdom from on high, 

 Shall we to men benighted 



The lamp of life deny? 

 Salvation! oh, salvation ! 



The joyful sound proclaim, 

 Till each remotest nation 



Has learn'd Messiah's name. 

 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 ransomed nature, 



The Lamb for sinners slain, 

 Redeemer, King, Creator! 



In bliss returns to reign." 



Bishop of Calcutta. 



The 5th. — Sunday. The wind has blown 

 hard all day, so as to permit, from the rolling 

 of the ship, of my only reading the Morning 

 and Evening Prayers, for divine worship. I 

 know that God, who made heaven, earth, and 

 seas, is not confined to forms of prayer, how 

 ever excellent, any more than to temples made 

 with hands. But as a formulary, how full and 

 comprehensive is that of the Church of Eng- 



