Songs of Grace and Glory ‎#96

96. A Plaintive Plea

1 A plaintive plea
Comes o’er the sea
From nations in distress;
From darkest night
They ask for light,
Their ruined land to bless.

Refrain:
A plaintive plea
Comes o’er the sea,
How long, O Lord
Still must they wait?
Oh, hasten there
With faith and prayer,
Or soon ’twill be too late.

2 The ripened grain
On India’s plain,
Still waits for reapers true;
Hours swiftly fly,
While daily die
The millions in their woe. [Refrain]

3 The strong command
To ev’ry land—
“Go, spread the gospel news!”
Then haste away,
Till truth shall sway
Its scepter o’er the seas. [Refrain]

4 A plaintive plea,
Oh, can it be
Their souls are doomed and lost?
Go save them now,
Till all shall bow
Before the Savior’s cross. [Refrain]

Text Information

• First Line: A plaintive plea
• Title: A Plaintive Plea
• Author: Clara M. Brooks
• Publication Date: 1918
• Topic: Missionary

Tune Information

• Name: [A plaintive plea Comes o'er the sea]
• Composer: D. O. Teasley