1 Go forth on wings of faith and prayer,
Ye pages bright with love;
Though mute, the joyful tidings bear
Salvation from above.

2 Go, tell the sinful, careless soul
The warning God has given;
Go, make the wounded spirit whole,
With healing balm from heaven.

3 Go to the rude, the dark, the poor,
That live estranged from God;
Bid them the pearl of price secure,
Bought with a Saviour's blood.

4 O Jesus, Friend of dying men,
Thy presence we implore;
Without thy blessing all is vain;
Be with us evermore.