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

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

W. How­ard Doane (🔊 pdf nwc).

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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.

Refrain

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?

Refrain

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.

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