Scripture Verse

There is no man that has left house, or brethren…for My sake, and the Gospel’s, but he shall receive an hundredfold now…and in the world to come eternal life. Mark 10:29–30


Edward H. Bickersteth, Jr. (1825–1906)
National Portrait Gallery


Words: Ed­ward H. Bick­er­steth, Jr., 1899.

Music: Bi­shop­garth Ar­thur S. Sul­li­van, 1874 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Alternate Tune:

Arthur S. Sullivan (1842–1900)


For My sake, and the Gos­pel’s, go
And tell re­demp­tion’s sto­ry
His her­alds an­swer, Be it so,
And Thine, Lord, all the glo­ry!

They preach His birth, His life, His cross,
The love of His atone­ment,
For whom they count the world but loss,
His East­er, His en­throne­ment.

Hark, hark, the trump of ju­bi­lee
Proclaims to ev­ery na­tion,
From pole to pole, by land and sea,
Glad tid­ings of sal­va­tion;
As near­er draws the day of doom,
While still the bat­tle rages,
The heav’n­ly day­spring through the gloom
Breaks on the night of ag­es.

Still on and on the an­thems spread
Of al­le­lu­ia voic­es,
In con­cert with the ho­ly dead
The war­ri­or Church re­joic­es;
Their snow white robes are washed in blood,
Their gold­en harps are ring­ing;
Earth and the pa­ra­dise of God
One tri­umph song are sing­ing.

He comes, whose ad­vent trum­pet drowns
The last of time’s ev­an­gels,
Emmanuel crowned with ma­ny crowns,
The Lord of saints and an­gels;
O Life, Light, Love, the great I AM,
Triune, who chang­est ne­ver,
The throne of God and of the Lamb
Is Thine, and Thine for­ev­er.