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The heathen perish; day by day, Thousands on thousands pa.s.s away!
O Christians, to their rescue fly, Preach Jesus to them ere they die!
2 Wealth, labor, talents freely give, Yea, life itself, that they may live, What hath your Savior done for you?
And what for him will ye not do?
3 Oh, Spirit of the Lord! go forth, Call in the South, wake up the North, From every clime, from sun to sun, Gather G.o.d's children into one!
J. Montgomery
447 Baca. L.M.
_Home Missions._ (1022)
Look from thy sphere of endless day, O G.o.d of mercy and of might!
In pity look on those who stray, Benighted, in this land of light.
2 In peopled vale, in lonely glen, In crowded mart, by stream or sea, How many of the sons of men Hear not the message sent from thee!
3 Send forth thy heralds, Lord! to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered, homeless flock, till all Be gathered to thy peaceful fold.
4 Send them thy mighty word to speak, Till faith shall dawn, and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart.
5 Then all these wastes, a dreary scene, That make us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow with living waters green, And lift to heaven the voice of praise.
William C. Bryant, 1840.
448 Baca. L.M.
_Missionary Charged and Encouraged._ (1024)
Go, messenger of peace and love, To people plunged in shades of night, Like angels sent from fields above, Be thine to shed celestial light.
2 Go to the hungry--food impart; To paths of peace the wand'rer guide, And lead the thirsty, panting heart, Where streams of living water glide.
3 Oh, faint not in the day of toil, When harvest waits the reaper's hand: Go, gather in the glorious spoil, And joyous in his presence stand.
4 Thy love a rich reward shall find From him who sits enthroned on high: For they who turn the erring mind Shall s.h.i.+ne like stars above the sky.
A. Balfor
449 Baca. L.M.
_Ascend Thy Throne._
Ascend thy throne, almighty King, And spread thy glories all abroad; Let thine own arm salvation bring, And be thou known the gracious G.o.d.
2 Let millions bow before thy seat, Let humble mourners seek thy face, Bring daring rebels to thy feet, Subdued by thy victorious grace.
3 Oh, let the kingdoms of the world Become the kingdoms of the Lord!
Let saints and angels praise thy name, Be thou through heaven and earth adored.
Benjamin Beddome.
450 Missionary Chant. L.M.
_The Universal Reign of Christ._ (1033)
Arm of the Lord! awake, awake; Put on thy strength, the nation shake; And let the world, adoring, see Triumphs of mercy, wrought by thee.
2 Say to the heathen, from thy throne, "I am Jehovah--G.o.d alone!"
Thy voice their idols shall confound, And cast their altars to the ground.
3 No more let human blood be spilt, Vain sacrifice for human guilt; But to each conscience be applied The blood, that flowed from Jesus' side.
4 Almighty G.o.d! thy grace proclaim In every clime, of every name, Till adverse powers before thee fall, And crown the Savior--Lord of all.
William Shrubsole, 1776.
451 Missionary Chant. L.M.
_Mission to the Heathen._ (1030)
Behold, the heathen waits to know The joy the gospel will bestow; The exiled captive to receive The freedom Jesus has to give.
2 Come, let us, with a grateful heart, In this blest labor share a part; Our prayers and offerings gladly bring To aid the triumphs of our King.
3 Our hearts exult in songs of praise, That we have seen these latter days, When our Redeemer shall be known Where Satan long has held his throne.
4 Where'er his hand hath spread the skies, Sweet incense to his name shall rise, And slave and freeman, Greek and Jew, By sovereign grace be formed anew.
Voke.
452 Missionary Chant. L.M.
_The Gospel Banner._ (1027)
Fling out the banner! let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide, The sun that lights its s.h.i.+ning folds, The cross on which the Savior died.
2 Fling out the banner! angels bend In anxious silence o'er the sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonder of the love divine.
3 Fling out the banner! heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight; And nations, crowding to be born, Baptize their spirits in its light.
