1 Lord, what a world of sense and sin,
I find around me and within!
And in Your mind what thoughts must rise,
When You observe man from the skies!
2 Thy glorious work so overthrown,
Thy children all rebellious grown,
Thy followers faint and few, and those
Encompassed by unnumbered foes.
3 O that Your Gospel were gone forth,
From East to West, from South to North!
Your people back to Zion come,
And Your outcasts gathered home!
4 Arise, great Sun of Righteousness!
Arise, the world to light and bless!
From realm to realm advance and shine,
Till every heart and hand are Thine!
Source: Psalms of Grace #53a