Declare His glory among the heathen; His marvelous works among all nations. 1 Chronicles 16:24
Almighty Lord, whose sovereign right
Extends o’er every nation,
We bless Thee for the Gospel light
That brought to us salvation.
And unto Thee we raise our prayer
For all in darkness dwelling,
That they with us Thy light may share,
With us Thy praise be telling.
O, hear us as we call on Thee
For all the truth possessing;
That they may ever ready be
To share the heavenly blessing.
To send to earth’s remotest shore
The gladdening Gospel story,
That all the heathen may adore
Jesus, the King of Glory.
As with Thine eyes, Lord, may we see
The world in darkness lying;
And may Thy love the motive be
To save the lost, the dying.
The precious harvest waiting lies,
But few the workers number—
O Church of Christ! arise! arise!
Arouse thee from thy slumber!
Lord, Lord, the impulse must be Thine,
Forgive our sloth, our dullness;
O quicken us with life divine,
With all Thy Spirit’s fullness.
So may our love and faith increase.
Our fervor and devotion;
To speed the messengers of peace
O’er every land and ocean.
There evermore be with them, Lord,
And evermore befriend them;
Be Thou their shield and great reward
To succor and defend them.
Prosper their faithful ministry,
Till, in the day appointed,
The kingdoms of the world shall be
The realm of Thine Anointed.