1 Lord, send Thy word, and let it fly,
Arm'd with Thy Spirit's power;
Ten thousand shall confess its sway,
And bless the saving hour.
2 Beneath the influence of Thy grace,
The barren wastes shall rise,
With verdure and with fruits array'd,
A blooming paradise.
3 True holiness shall strike its root
In each regenerate heart;
Shall in a growth divine arise,
And heavenly fruits impart.
4 Peace, with her olives crown'd, shall stretch
Her wings from shore to shore;
No trump shall rouse the rage of war,
Nor murd'rous cannon roar.
5 Lord, for those days we wait--those days
Are in Thy word foretold;
Fly swifter, sun and stars, and bring
This promised age of gold!
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First Line: | Lord, send Thy word, and let it fly |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Blessedness: of Christ's kingdom; Gospel: the blessedness of; Gospel: Spread of(3 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Gibbons |