367. From Greenland's Icy Mountains

1 From Greenland's icy mountain,
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.

2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though ev'ry 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 earth's 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.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: From Greenland's icy mountains
Title: From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber (1819)
Publication Date: 1937
Meter: 7 6, 7 6. D.
Topic: Missions: Foreign; A Missionary Service
Language: English
Tune Information
Name: MISSIONARY HYMN
Composer: Lowell Mason (1823)
Meter: 7 6, 7 6. D.
Key: E♭ Major



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