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The whole wide world, the whole wide world, Pro-claim the gos - pel
tidings through the whole wide world, Lift up the cross for Jesus, His
Copyrighted by J, J. Hood.
banner be unfurled, Till every tongue confess Him, through the whole wide world.
BP. REGINALD HEBER, (1783- 1826) 1819.
FROM GREENLAND'S ICY MOUNTAINS.
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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:
The gifts of God are strown, The heathen in his blindness
Bows down to wood and stone.
3 Can we, whose souls are lighted
The joyful sound proclaim,
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.
We shall come, re
and the dew-y eve; Wait-ing for the harvest, and the time of reap-ing, winter's chilling breeze; By and by the har - vest, and the labor ended, spirit often grieves; When our weeping's o ver, He will bid us welcome,
George A. Minor.
sowing seeds of kindness, Sowing in the noontide sowing in the shadows, Fearing neither clouds nor sowing for the Master, Though the loss sustained our
-joicing, bringing in the sheaves. Bringing in the sheaves,
bringing in the sheaves, We shall come, re-joi - cing, bringing in the sheaves;
Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves, We shall come, rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves.