Scripture Verse

The harvest truly is plenteous, but the laborers are few. Matthew 9:37

Introduction

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John B. Dykes
(1823–1876)

Words: Will­iam H. Bath­urst, Psalms and Hymns 1831, page 261.

Music: St. Bees John B. Dykes, 1862 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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William H. Bathurst
(1796–1877)

Lyrics

Savior, let Thy Gospel light
Pierce the shades of heathen night;
O’er a world long lost in sin
Let Thy glorious reign begin.

Send the message of Thy grace
Far amongst our guilty race;
To all nations speak Thy Word,
Bid them own their rightful Lord.

At the silver trumpet’s sound
Hurl their idols to the ground;
Turn them from their evil ways,
Tune their hearts to sing Thy praise.

Ripening fields appear in view,
But the laborers are few;
Lord, increase the little band,
Send them forth to every land:

Give them courage and success,
All their faithful labors bless;
And commission them to bring
Pardoned rebels to their king.