Hymnal ‎#288

288. O'er the gloomy hills of darkness

1 O'er the gloomy hills of darkness,
Look, my soul, be still and gaze:
All the promises do travail
With a glorious day of grace.
Blessèd jubilee,
Let thy glorious morning dawn.

2 Kingdoms wide that sit in darkness,
Grant them, Lord, Thy glorious light;
And from eastern coast to western
May the morning chase the night,
And redemption,
Freely purchased, win the day.

3 Fly abroad, eternal Gospel,
Win and conquer, never cease:
May thy lasting, wide dominions
Multiply and still increase:
May thy sceptre,
sway the enligten'd world around.

Text Information

• First Line: O'er the gloomy hills of darkness
• Meter: 8s. 7s. 4s.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1871
• Topic: Missions and Charities

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