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Text: | From Greenland's icy mountains |
Author: | Reginald Heber |
Tune: | MISSIONARY HYMN |
1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's bright fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown:
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till each remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's Name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | From Greenland's icy mountains |
Author: | Reginald Heber (1823) |
Meter: | 7, 6. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1890 |
Topic: | The Church: Missions |
Notes: | Alternate tune: #305 or #588 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | MISSIONARY HYMN |
Meter: | 7, 6. |
Key: | E Major |
Notes: | Composer from index: Dr. L. Mason, d. 1872 |