1 They hushed their breath, that noble band,
To catch the last farewell,
The dear home shore receding fast,
With every ocean swell.
Above the city’s noise and din,
A song rose on the air,
A song of triumph and of joy,
From loved ones gathered there.
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Then speed thee on to every land,
Proclaim the Gospel call,
Till souls who sit in darkness now,
Shall crown Him Lord of all.
2 All hail the power of Jesus’ name,
And clear as bugle call,
The words came floating on the air,
O crown Him Lord of all.
They caught the spirit of that hymn
Danger and death looked small
To those brave ones who gave their lives
To crown Him Lord of all. [Refrain]
3 A battle hymn that song sped on,
The world for Christ the call;
For every island of the sea
Shall crown Him Lord of all.
On Afric’s far off sunny slopes,
By China’s kingly wall,
They lay their lives down at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all. [Refrain]
4 The southern cross begins to bend,
The morning dawns at last;
See idol, shrine and mosque and tower,
At Jesus’ feet are cast.
Triumphant Zion, lift thy head,
Let every burden fall;
Come, cast your trophies at His feet,
And crown Him Lord of all. [Refrain]