Scripture Verse

If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there Your hand will guide me, Your right hand will hold me fast. Psalm 139:9–10


Words: Nel­lie A. Mont­go­me­ry, in Songs of the King­dom, ed­it­ed by How­ard Doane (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Am­er­ican Bap­tist Pub­li­ca­tion So­cie­ty, 1896).

Music: W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Mont­go­me­ry (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

W. Howard Doane (1832–1915)


On the wings of the morn, speed, O speed ye away;
There are millions who perish because of delay;
Sound the trump of sal­va­tion, ye heralds of light;
Let the beams of His beauty dispel all the night.


Speed thee on, speed thee on,
Speed thee on today;
Speed thee on, speed thee on,
Speed thee on today.

On the wings of the morn, speed away, then, O speed;
Lo! the hungry are crying, go help ye their need;
When you know that a Sav­ior each want can supply,
Will ye still linger on, will ye leave them to die?


On the wings of the morn, speed ye onward His love;
Tho’ the tempter defieth, Christ reigneth above;
Tell the weary He giveth a rest from their cares,
And pro­claim to the fettered that freedom is theirs.