The Lutheran Hymnary ‎#118

118. Through midnight gloom from Macedon

1 Through midnight gloom from Macedon
The cry of myriads as of one,
The voiceful silence of despair,
Is eloquent in awful prayer,
The soul’s exceeding bitter cry,
"Come o’er and help us, or we die."

2 How mournfully it echoes on!
For half the earth is Macedon;
These brethren to their brethren call,
And by the Love which loved them all,
And by the whole world’s Life they cry,
"O ye that live, behold we die!"

3 By other sounds the world is won
Than that which wails from Macedon;
The roar of gain is round it rolled,
Or men unto themselves are sold,
And cannot list the alien cry,
"O hear and help us, lest we die."

4 Yet with that cry from Macedon,
The very car of Christ rolls on;
"I come; who would abide My day
In yonder wilds prepare My way;
My voice is crying in their cry;
Help ye the dying, lest ye die."

5 Jesus, for men of Man the Son,
Yea, Thine the cry from Macedon;
O by the kingdom and the power
And glory of Thine advent hour,
Wake heart and will to hear their cry;
Help us to help them, lest we die.

Text Information

• First Line: Through midnight gloom from Macedon
• Author: S. J. Stone (1871)
• Meter: 7s. 4L.
• Publication Date: 1913
• Topic: The Church: Missions; Missions

Tune Information

• Name: [Through midnight gloom from Macedon]
• Meter: 7s. 4L.
• Key: c minor
• Source: Schumann's Gesangbuch, 1539