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Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim

Hymnal: Hymnal #290 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim Salvation in Emmanuel's name; To distant climes the tidings bear, And plant the rose of Sharon there. 2 God shield you with a wall of fire, With holy zeal your breasts inspire, Bid raging winds their fury cease, And calm the savage breast to peace. 3 And when our labours all are o'er, Then may we meet to part no more,-- Meet, with the ransomed throng to fall, And crown the Saviour Lord of all. Languages: English

And is the time approaching

Hymnal: Hymnal #291 (1871) Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 And is the time approaching, By prophets long foretold, When all shall dwell together, One Shepherd and one fold? Shall every idol perish, To moles and bats be thrown, And every prayer be offer'd To God in Christ alone? 2 Shall Jew and Gentile meeting From many a distant shore, Around one altar kneeling, One common Lord adore? Shall all that now divides us Remove and pass away, Like shadows of the morning Before the blaze of day? 3 Shall all that now unites us More sweet and lasting prove, A closer bond of union In a blest land of love? Shall war be learn'd no longer, Shall strife and tumult cease, All earth His blessèd kingdom, The Lord and Prince of Peace? 4 O long-expected dawning, Come with thy cheering ray! When shall the morning brighten. The shadows flee away? O sweet anticipation! It cheers the watchers on To pray, and hope, and labour, Till the dark night be gone. Languages: English

Souls in heathen darkness lying

Author: Cecil F. Alexander Hymnal: Hymnal #292 (1871) Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 Souls in heathen darkness lying, Where no light has broken through, Souls that Jesus bought by dying, Whom His soul in travail knew-- Thousand voices Call us, o'er the waters blue. 2 Christians, hearken! None has taught them Of His love so deep and dear; Of the precious price that bought them; Of the nail, the thorn, the spear; Ye who know Him, Guide them from their darkness drear. 3 Haste, Oh haste, and spread the tidings, Wide to earth's remotest strand; Let no brother's bitter chidings Rise against us, when we stand In the judgment, From some far, forgotten land. 4 Lo! the hills for harvest whiten, All along each distant shore; Seaward far the islands brighten; Light of nations! lead us o'er; When we seek them, Let Thy Spirit go before. Languages: English

When, Lord, to this our western land

Hymnal: Hymnal #293 (1871) Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 When, Lord, to this our western land, Led by Thy providential hand, Our wandering fathers came, Their ancient homes, their friends in youth, Sent forth the heralds of Thy truth, To keep them in Thy Name. 2 Then, through our solitary coast, The desert features soon were lost; Thy temples there arose; Our shores, as culture made them fair, Were hallowed by Thy rites, by prayer, And blossomed as the rose. 3 And O may we repay this debt to regions solitary yet Within our spreading land: There, brethren, from our common home, Still westward like our fathers, roam; Still guided by Thy hand. 4 Saviour, we own this debt of live: O shed Thy Spirit from above, To move each Christian breast; Till heralds shall Thy truth proclaim, And temples rise to fix Thy Name, Through all our desert west. Languages: English

High on the bending willows hung

Hymnal: Hymnal #295 (1871) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 High on the bending willows hung, Israel, still sleeps the tuneful string? Still mute remains the sullen tongue, And Sion's song delays to sing? 2 Awake! thy loudest raptures raise; Let harp and voice unite their strains; Thy promised King His sceptre sways; Behold, thy own Messiah reigns. 3 By foreign streams no longer roam, And weeping, think on Jordan's flood; In every clime behold a home, In every temple see thy God. 4 No taunting foes the song require; No strangers mock thy captive chain: Thy friends provoke the silent lyre, And brethren ask the holy strain. 5 Then why, on bending willows hung, Israel, still sleeps the tuneful string? Why mute remains the sullen tongue, And Sion's song delays to sing? Languages: English

Fountain of good, to own Thy love

Hymnal: Hymnal #296 (1871) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 Fountain of good, to own Thy love Our thankful hearts incline; What can we render, Lord, to Thee, When all the worlds are Thine? 2 But Thou hast needy brethren here, Partakers of Thy grace, Whose names Thou wilt confess Before the Father's face. 3 In each sad accent of distress Thy pleading voice is heard; In them Thou mayst be clothed, and fed, And visited, and cheered. 4 Thy face with reverence and with love We in Thy poor would see; And while we minister to them, We do it, Lord, to Thee. Languages: English

Sow in the morn thy seed

Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Hymnal #298 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 Sow in the morn thy seed, At eve hold not thy hand; To doubt and fear, give thou no heed, Broad-cast it o'er the land. 2 Thou know'st not which may thrive, The late or early sown; Grace keeps the precious germs alive, When and wherever strown. 3 And duly shall appear, In verdure, beauty, strength, The tender blade, the stalk, the ear, And the full corn at length. 4 Thou canst not toil in vain; Cold, heat, and moist, and dry, Shall foster and mature the grain For garners in the sky. Languages: English

We give Thee but Thine own

Hymnal: Hymnal #299 (1871) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 We give Thee but Thine own, Whate'er the gift may be: All that we have is Thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from Thee. 2 May we Thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as Thou blessest us, To Thee our first-fruits give. 3 O! hearts are bruised and dead And homes are bare and cold, And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled Are straying from the fold. 4 To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless, Is angels' work below. 5 The captive to release, To God the lost to bring, To teach the way of life and peace, It is a Christ-like thing. 6 And we believe Thy word, Though dim our faith may be; Whate'er for Thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto Thee. Languages: English

Lord, lead the way the Saviour went

Hymnal: Hymnal #300 (1871) Topics: Missions and Charities Lyrics: 1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell obscure, And let love's treasures still be spent, Like His, upon the poor: Like Him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world's sad weight, We, in their crowded loneliness, Would seek the desolate. 2 For Thou hast placed us side by side, In this wide world of ill, And, that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still. Mean are all offerings we can make. But Thou hast taught us, Lord, If given for the Saviour's sake, They lose not their reward. Languages: English

O Thou Who madest land and sea

Author: G. Thring Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #276 (1898) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Orphans; Almsgiving and Charities; Orphans; Processionals Missions Lyrics: 1 O Thou Who madest land and sea, And guidest all, in all their ways, Who hearest those who bring to Thee Their sacrifice of prayer and praise; Oh, hear Thy children as they bring Themselves a lowly offering! 2 Great God, Who with a Father's love Dost watch o'er all created things, And gatherest all, below, above, Beneath the shadow of Thy wings; Protect, we pray Thee, now, and bless Thy children who are fatherless. 3 Thou hearest still the eagle's cry, And notest e'en a sparrow's fall, Thy listening ear doth heed on high, And hearken to the raven's call; Then, heavenly Father, hear and bless Thy children who are fatherless. 4 Come, heavenly Father, come to-day, For we Thy children come to Thee, And Thou wilt never say us, nay, If come we in humility; New-born in Thee, O Father, bless Thy children who are fatherless. 5 Cast forth upon the barren strand Of this lone world, to Thee we fly; In faith and hope, we fain would stand Beneath Thy sheltering arm for aye; Stretch forth Thy hand ad pitying bless Thy children who are fatherless. 6 And may we all with joyful mind Our hearts as living offerings bring, The first-fruits of our life, to find A Father in our heavenly King; And learn in life and death to bless Thee, "Father of the fatherless." Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: MELITA