Victory Songs ‎#285

285. From Greenland's Icy Mountains.

1 From Greenlands' icy mountains,
From India's coral strand
Where Afric's synny 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 tho' the spicy breezes,
Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle;
Tho' every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile?
In vain with lavish kindness
The gifts of God are strown,
The heathen in his blindness
Bow down to wood and stone.

3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted
With wisdom from on high,
Shall we to men benighted
The lamp of life deny?
Salvation! O salvation!
The joyful sound proclaim
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learned Messiah's name.

4 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,
And yon, 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.

Text Information

• First Line: From Greenlands' icy mountains
• Title: From Greenland's Icy Mountains.
• Author: R. Heber
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1920
• Topic: Devotional Songs; Missions

Tune Information

• Name: [From Greenlands' icy mountains]
• Composer: Lowell Mason
• Key: E Major