Hymns from the Morningland ‎#54

54. Lord of a countless throng

I
Lord of a countless throng,
Fair as the stars of night,
Won from the thrall of cruel wrong
Back to the good and right;
Thine is the praise they sing,
Lord of their souls, and King.

II
Thine was the love that sought
Far as their wanderings led;
Thine was the wondrous grace that brought
Life to the faint and dead;
Pardon for all the past,
Peace that shall endless last.

III
Lord of a countless throng
Sworn to be faithful aye,
When, in the power that makes them strong,
They stand in evil day;
Make us by grace, we pray,
Loyal and brave as they.

Text Information

• First Line: Lord of a countless throng
• Title: Lord of a countless throng
• Translator: John Brownlie (1911)
• Meter: 6,6,8,6,6,6
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1911
• Topic: Penitence and Love

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