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Send Them, O Lord

Author: J. W. MacGillHymnal: Redemption Songs #651 (1937)Hymnal Title: Redemption SongsFirst Line: Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand yearsRefrain First Line: Send them, O Lord, to speak of TheeTopics: MissionaryLanguages: EnglishTune Title: [Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand years]

Send Them, O Lord

Author: J. Wakefield MacGill, 1829-1902Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5994Hymnal Title: The Cyber HymnalFirst Line: Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand yearsRefrain First Line: Send them, O Lord, to speak of TheeLyrics: 1. Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand years, Yet they have never heard Tidings of Thy redeeming love, Or seen Thy holy Word. Sleeping and still Thy Church has lain, Heedless of the high command— Go forth to every tribe and tongue, To every distant land. Refrain Send them, O Lord, to speak of Thee, Telling of Thy love and grace; Send them, O Lord, to tell of Thee, To every tribe and race. 2. Once o’er this bright and favored land Lay there the pall of night— Gloom of a savage heathendom, With foul and bloody rite. Brave ones arose and came to us, Bringing o’er the tidings sweet, Then cruel men bent low to Thee, And worshipped at Thy feet. [Refrain] 3. So would we do for other lands Lying in deepest death, Sinking to meet their awful doom With every passing breath. Hear, Jesus, hear our fervent prayer, Wake Thy sleeping Church to know Her hour of privilege and power, And bid her rise and go. [Refrain]Languages: EnglishTune Title: [Lord, Thou hast gone two thousand years]




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