Baptize The Nations! Far And Nigh,the Triumphs

Eagle Of Flowers! I See Thee Stand, And On The Sun's Noon-glory Gaze; With Eye Like His, Thy Lids Expand, And Fringe Their Disk With Golden Rays: Though Fix'd On Earth, In Darkness Rooted There, Light Is Thy Element, Thy Dwelling Air, Thy Prospect Heaven.

The Tulip's Petals Shine In Dew, All Beautiful, But None Alike.

Prayer Moves The Arm Which Moves The World, And Brings Salvation Down.

Baptize The Nations! Far And Nigh,the Triumphs Of The Cross Recordthe Name Of Jesus Glorify,till Every People Call Him Lord.

Fairest And Best Adorned Is She Whose Clothing Is Humility.