Cry aloud, spare not, lift up thy voice like a trumpet. Isaiah 58:1
Men of God, go take your stations;
Darkness reigns throughout the earth:
Go proclaim among the nations,
Joyful news of heavenly birth;
Bear the tidings
Of the Savior’s matchless worth.
Of His Gospel not ashamèd,
the power of God to save,
Go, where Christ was never namèd,
Publish freedom to the slave;
Such as Zion’s children have!
What though earth and hell united
Should oppose the Savior’s plan?
Plead His cause, nor be affrighted,
Fear ye not the face of man;
Vain their tumult,
Hurt His work they never can.
When exposed to fearful dangers,
Jesus will His own defend;
Borne afar, midst foes and strangers,
Jesus will appear your Friend;
And His presence
Shall be with you to the end.