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Souls in death and darkness lying,
Where no light has broken through;
Souls that Jesus bought by dying,
Whom His soul in travail knew;
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call us o’er the waters blue. :|
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. :|
Still the earth hath cruel places,
Wrath, and hate, and vengeance grim,
Still God looks on human faces
Heavenward turned, but not to Him;
|: Slaves in bondage,
worse than of fettered limb. :|
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
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from some far, forgotten land. :|
Lo! the hills for harvest whiten,
All along each distant shore.
Seaward far the islands brighten,
Light of nations, lead us o’er!
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let Thy Spirit go before. :|
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LYRICS
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 4 7 extended
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Bible Refs:
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Mt 28:19-20;
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MUSIC
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Name:
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ZION
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Meter:
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8 7 8 7 4 7 4 7
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Writer(s):
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Dates:
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1830
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LIST OF MUSIC SOURCES
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Hymn/Song Book
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Song #
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Key
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| # 56 | D | | # 378 | D | | # 163 | D | | # 674 | D | | # 209 | D |
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