The Voice of Praise ‎#581

581. Go, ye messengers of God

1 Go, ye messengers of God;
Like the beams of morning, fly;
Take the wonder-working rod;
Wave the banner-cross on high.

2 Go to many a tropic isle
In the bosom of the deep,
Where the skies forever smile,
And th' oppress'd forever weep.

3 O'er the pagan's night of care
Pour the living light of heaven;
Chase away his wild despair;
Bid him hope to be forgiven.

4 Where the golden gates of day
Open on the palmy East,
High the bleeding cross display;
Spread the gospel's richest feast.

Text Information

• First Line: Go, ye messengers of God
• Author: Marsden
• Meter: 7s
• Publication Date: 1873
• Topic: The Christian Church: Missionary; The Banner of the Cross

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