Text: | Call for Help |
Tune: | WEBB |
1 From 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.
2 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.
3 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 return to reign.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | From Greenland's icy mountains |
Title: | Call for Help |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1879 |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | WEBB |
Meter: | 7s & 6s |
Key: | B♭ Major |