MISSIONS AND WORLD PEACE
|164||The Morning Light is Breaking|
|Samuel F Smith, 1839||George J. Webb, 1830|
The sons of earth are waking To penitential tears;
Each breeze that sweeps the ocean Brings tidings from afar,
Of nations in commotion, Prepared for Zion's war.
And thousand hearts ascending In gratitude above;
While sinners, now confessing, The gospel call obey,
And seek the Saviour's blessing, A nation in a day.
Flow thou to every nation, Nor in thy richness stay;
Stay not till all the lowly Triumphant reach their home;