Come over…and help us. Acts 16:9
We hear a sad wail that comes over the wave,
From fast dying millions with no hand to save;
In darkness eternal they pass on their way;
O Christ, save and pity; O answer, we pray.
Christ, Christ, O answer we pray,
O send thro’ the darkness a hope-lighted way.
More lost ones are calling o’er desert and sea,
On plain and on mountain, in land of the free;
O Shepherd so loving, we ask Thee to keep,
From highways and hedges, Thy wandering sheep.
Christ, Christ, O seek Thou, we pray,
The lost and the dying, who know not the way.
Lo, this is Thy message:
I send thee to keep
The watch everywhere for My wandering sheep,
Till glorious in beauty all nations shall come,
In praise and thanksgiving, to Heaven, their home.
Home, home, sweet heavenly home,
What glory and joy in our Father’s bright home!