Come over…and help us.@Acts 16:9
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Benjamin R. Hanby (1833-1867)

Mary B. Slade, in The Snow Bird, edited by George F. Root & Benjamin R. Hanby (Cincinnati, Ohio: John Church, 1865).

Benjamin R. Hanby (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Mary B. Slade (1826-1882)

A voice that I hear, across the sea,
Sings the sweetest songs of the east to me;
It sings of a land where bright suns glow,
And the beautiful blossoms of Burmah blow.
Hear it say, hear it say,
Come to the beautiful land away!
Hear it say, hear it say,
Come to the beautiful land!

Oh! hark to the song that o’er the seas
Softly flows along on the summer breeze;
Oh listen, and mingling with its flow,
You will hear the sad wailing of pain and woe.
Hear it say, hear it say,
Sitting in darkness we wait for day!
Hear it say, hear it say,
Sitting in darkness we wait!

For, under the palm trees’ lovely shade,
There the dreadful shrine of the idol’s made;
The land of the east is bright and fair,
But sorrow, and sin and death are there.
Hear it say, hear it say,
Come, in the night of our need, away!
Hear it say, hear it say,
Come in the night of our need!

Oh, children of God, from east and west,
So the heathen come to the heavenly rest!
And Burmah beseechingly begs today,
That you pity and help her and show the way.
Hear her say, hear her say,
Come, ye, and lead us to God, we pray!
Hear it say, hear it say,
Come, ye, and lead us to God!