|Text:||Spread, Oh, Spread, Thou Mighty Word|
|Author:||Jonathan F. Bahnmaier|
1 Spread, oh, spread, thou mighty Word,
Spread the kingdom of the Lord,
Wheresoe'er His breath has giv'n
Life to beings meant for heav'n.
2 Tell them how the Father's will
Made the world and keeps it still,
How His only Son He gave,
Man from sin and death to save.
3 Tell of our Redeemer's love,
Who forever doth remove
By His holy sacrifice
All the guilt that on us lies.
4 Tell them of the Spirit giv'n
Now to guide us up to heav'n,
Strong and holy, just and true,
Working both to will and do.
5 Up! The rip'ning fields ye see,
Mighty shall the harvest be;
But the reapers still are few,
Great the work they have to do.
6 Lord of Harvest, let there be
Joy and strength to work for Thee
Till the nations far and near
See Thy light, and learn Thy fear.
|First Line:||Spread, oh, spread, thou mighty Word|
|Title:||Spread, Oh, Spread, Thou Mighty Word|
|German Title:||Walte, walte nah und fern|
|Translator:||Catherine Winkworth (1858, alt.)|
|Author:||Jonathan F. Bahnmaier (1827, ab.)|
|Topic:||The Church: Missions|