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From Greenland's icy mountains

Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book #1055 (1886) 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 Can we, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we, to men benighted, The lamp of life deny? Salvation, O, salvation! The joyful sound proclaim Till earth's remotest nation Has heard Messiah's name. Topics: The Church Ministry and Missions Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN

If God Himself Be for Me

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Richard Massie Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #2793 Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1. If God Himself be for me, I may a host defy, For when I pray, before me my foes confounded fly. If Christ, the Head, befriend me, if God be my support, The mischief they intend me shall quickly come to naught. 2. I build on this foundation, that Jesus and His blood Alone are my salvation, the true eternal good; Without Him, all that pleases is valueless on earth: The gifts I owe to Jesus alone my love are worth. 3. His Holy Spirit dwelleth within my willing heart, Tames it when it rebelleth, and soothes the keenest smart. He crowns His work with blessing, and helpeth me to cry My Father! without ceasing to Him who reigns on high. 4. To mine His Spirit speaketh sweet words of soothing power, How God to Him that seeketh for rest, hath rest in store; How God Himself prepareth my heritage and lot, And though my body weareth, my Heav’n shall fail me not. Another translation, based on Massie, from The Lutheran Hymnal (St. Louis, Missouri: Concordia Publishing House, 1941), number 528: 1. If God Himself be for me, I may a host defy; For when I pray, before me, My foes, confounded, fly. If Christ, my Head and Master, Befriend me from above, What foe or what disaster Can drive me from His love? 2. This I believe, yea, rather, Of this I make my boast, That God is my dear Father, The Friend who loves me most, And that, whate’er betide me, My Savior is at hand Thro’ stormy seas to guide me And bring me safe to land. 3. I build on this foundation, That Jesus and His blood Alone are my salvation, The true, eternal good. Without Him all that pleases Is valueless on earth; The gifts I owe to Jesus Alone my love are worth. 4. So Jesus is my Splendor, My Sun, my Light alone; Were He not my Defender Before God’s awe-full throne, I never should find favor And mercy in His sight, But be destroyed forever As darkness by the light. 5. He canceled my offenses, Delivered me from death; He is the Lord who cleanses My soul from sin through faith. In Him I can be cheerful, Bold, and undaunted aye; In Him I am not fearful Of God’s great Judgment Day. 6. Naught, naught can now condemn me Nor set my hope aside; Now hell no more can claim me Its fury I deride. No sentence e’er reproves me, No ill destroys my peace; For Christ, my Savior, loves me And shields me with His grace. 7. His Spirit in me dwelleth, And o’er my mind He reigns. All sorrow He dispelleth And soothes away all pains. He crowns His work with blessing And helpeth me to cry, My Father! without ceasing, To Him who dwells on high. 8. And when my soul is lying Weak, trembling, and opprest, He pleads with groans and sighing That cannot be exprest; But God’s quick eye discerns them, Although they give no sound, And into language turns them E’en in the heart’s deep ground. 9. To mine His Spirit speaketh Sweet words of holy cheer, How God to him that seeketh For rest is always near And how He hath erected A city fair and new, Where all that faith expected We evermore shall view. 10. In yonder home doth flourish My heritage, my lot; Though here I die and perish, My heaven shall fail me not. Though care my life oft saddens And causeth tears to flow, The light of Jesus gladdens And sweetens every woe. 11. Who clings with resolution To Him whom Satan hates Must look for persecution; For him the burden waits Of mockery, shame, and losses, Heaped on his blameless head; A thousand plagues and crosses Will be his daily bread. 12. From me this is not hidden, Yet I am not afraid; I leave my cares, as bidden, To whom my vows were paid. Though life and limb it cost me And everything I own, Unshaken shall I trust Thee And cleave to Thee alone. 13. Thou earth be rent asunder, Thou’rt mine eternally; Not fire nor sword nor thunder Shall sever me from Thee; Not hunger, thirst, nor danger, Not pain nor poverty Nor mighty princes’ anger Shall ever hinder me. 14. No angel and no gladness, No throne, no pomp, no show, No love, no hate, no sadness, No pain, no depth of woe, No scheme of man’s contrivance, However small or great, Shall draw me from Thy guidance Nor from Thee separate. 15. My heart for joy is springing And can no more be sad, ’Tis full of mirth and singing, Sees naught but sunshine glad. The Sun that cheers my spirit Is Jesus Christ, my King; The heaven I shall inherit Makes me rejoice and sing. Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN

From Greenland's icy mountains

Author: Bishop R. Heber Hymnal: The Book of Common Praise #275 (1939) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Missionary Hymns Tune Title: MISSIONARY

Vill du ej tro och glädjas

Author: H. J. Lundborg Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #S26 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Vill du ej tro och glädjas, Att du dock har en vän, Den trogne, hulde vännen, Som löste oss igen? Hvad må du icke sjunga Och hjärtligt vara glad, Då han dig arfsrätt vunnit I himlens sälla stad? 2 Ack, han, som dina synder Uppå sitt hjärta bar, Blott du hans vän vill blifva, Dig allt förlåtit har! O, skulle du ej älska Den, som dig haft så kär, Och endast vilja göra Det, som hans vilja är? 3 Blott du till Jesus kommer Och tar med tro hans hand, Skall han ock fri dig göra Från syndens träldomsband Och tända i ditt hjärta Ny kärlek och nytt hopp, Som ändra skall ditt sinne Och allt ditt lefnadslopp. Topics: Sinnesändring och Tro; Conversion and Faith Languages: Swedish Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN

Du arma barn, som irrar

Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #S27 (1913) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 Du arma barn, som irrar, Ett vilselupet får, Långt bort från herdesammen, Dig Jesu trämma når: Jag är den gode herden, Som gaf på korsets stam Mitt lif, mitt blod för fåren; Kom ham, du vilsna lamm. 2 Kom i din ungdoms dagar, I lifvets sköna vår! Den gode herden väntar, Ja, efter dig han går. Kanhända om du dröjer Till lifvets sena höst, Ej herden mer dig kallar, Du hör ej mer hans röst. Topics: Väckelse och Inbjudning; Invitation Languages: Swedish Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN

From Greenland's Icy Mountains

Author: Reginald Heber Hymnal: Lutherförbundets Sångbok #E60 (1913) 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 tho' the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Tho' 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, 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. Topics: Missions Languages: English Tune Title: MISSIONARY HYMN