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From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: Revival Hymns and Choruses #449 (1970) Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand,
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle,
Though ev'ry prospect pleases
And only man is vile;
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown,
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till like a sea of glory
It spreads from pole to pole,
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign. Topics: Service; Soul Winning Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: Hymns for the Living Church #472 (1974) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand,
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole:
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Amen. Scripture: Psalm 72:17 Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnal #495 (1941) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though ev'ry prospect pleases,
And only man is vile;
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Can we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Can we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! Oh, Salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim
Till each remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Amen. Topics: The Church Missions Scripture: Acts 16:9 Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber, 1783-1826 Hymnal: Christian Worship (1993) #571 (1993) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Africa's bright fountains
Roll down their golden sand,
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the fragrant breezes
Blow soft o'er distant isles,
Though ev'ry vista pleases,
Yet sin the land defiles.
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in their blindness
Bow down to wood and stone.
3 Can we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Can we to those benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! Oh, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim
Till each remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name. Topics: Missions; Missions Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #1629 Lyrics: 1. From Greenland’s icy mountains,
from India’s coral strand;
Where Afric’s sunny fountains
roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river,
from many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
their land from error’s chain.
2. What though the spicy breezes
blow soft o’er Ceylon’s isle;
Though every prospect pleases,
and only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
the gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness
bows down to wood and stone.
3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted
with wisdom from on high,
Shall we to those benighted
the lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth’s remotest nation
has learned Messiah’s name.
4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
and you, ye waters, roll
Till, like a sea of glory,
it spreads from pole to pole:
Till o’er our ransomed nature
the Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, king, creator,
in bliss returns to reign. Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
The Greenland's icy mountains
Hymnal: Light and Life #137b (1881) First Line: From Greenland's icy mountains Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 Shall we whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
3 Waft, waft, ye winds, his story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign. Languages: English
The Greenland's icy mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Bishop Reginald Heber Hymnal: The New Christian Hymnal #168 (1929) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. From Greenland's icy mountain,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
Christ calls us to deliver
His lands from error's chain.
2. What tho' the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though ev'ry prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3. Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.
4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole:
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Amen. Topics: The Church; Means of Grace Missions Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #367 (1937) Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountain,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though ev'ry prospect pleases,
And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation, O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's Name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Amen.
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #367 (1926) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 From Greenland's icy mountain,
From India's coral strand;
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sand:
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Though ev'ry prospect pleases,
And only man is vile:
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen, in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation, O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's Name.
4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign.
Amen. Topics: Missions Foreign; A Missionary Service Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN
From Greenland's Icy Mountains
Missionary Hymn
Hymnal: Juvenile Choir #28 (1840) First Line: From greenland's icy mountains Lyrics: 1 From greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strand,
Where Afric's sunny fountains,
Roll down their golden sand;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver,
Their land from error's chains.
2 What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle--
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?--
In vain, with lavish kindness,
The gifts of God are strown;
The heathen in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Shall we whose souls are lighted
By wisdom from on high--
Shall we to man benighted
The lamp of life deny?--
Salvation! oh, salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's name.
4 Waft--waft, ye winds, his story;
And you, ye waters, roll,
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till o'er our ransomed nature,
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
Returns in bliss to reign.
Languages: English Tune Title: [From greenland's icy mountains]
Missionary Hymn
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