Hymnal: The Christian Hymnal
Date: 1871
Compiler: Under direction of the Christian Hymn-Book Committee
Publisher/Printer: Bosworth Chase & Hall
First Line: From Greenland's icy mountains
Topic: Times and Seasons
Writer: <no first name given> <no last name given>
Composer: L Mason
Meter: 7s and 6s
Tune: Missionary Hymn
Hymn Number: 825
Page Number: 317, click to see hymnal pages
LyicsFrom Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny 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.
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 strewn;
The heathen, in their blindness,
Bow down to wood and stone.
Shall we, whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high--
Shall we, to man benighted,
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! oh salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
Waft--waft, you winds, his story,
And you, you waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till, o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners of slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.