From Greenland's Icy Mountains |
Reginald Heber, 1819
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 | 3. Can we whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can we to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! Oh, Salvation! The joyful sound proclaim Till each remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name.
4. Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, |