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1 In lands full of darkness across the blue wave,
Are many dear children the Lord died to save;
Who, reaching out hands from far over the sea,
Are pleading for light shining on us so free.
2 No kind Christian parents to show them the way,
To tell them of Jesus, to teach them to pray;
To lead them in pathways of wisdom and truth,
And teach them the love of our God in their youth.
3 No Bible to brighten their pathway of gloom,
No hope full of glory beyond the dark tomb;
No promise of God the sad soul to sustain,
No knowledge that death to the Christian is gain.
4 No Jesus, no Bible—how sad is the sight,
While here o’er our pathway the Gospel shines bright;
Lord, open our hearts to the poor children there,
To give them the Bible, our help, and our prayer.Source: The Cyber Hymnal #10046