387 | The Hymnal#388 | 389 |
1 Look from the sphere of endless day,
O God 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 wandering flock, and bring them all
To the Good Shepherd's 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,
On which with sorrowing eyes we gaze,
Shall grow with living waters green,
And lift to heaven the voice of praise.
Amen.
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First Line: | Look from the sphere of endless day |
Author: | William C. Bryant (1859) |
Publication Date: | 1895 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |