478. Savior, sprinkle many nations
8.7.8.7.D.
Iona:
John Stainer, 1868
Arthur Cleveland Coxe, 1851
Savior, sprinkle many nations; Fruitful let thy sorrows be; By thy pains and consolations Draw the Gentiles unto thee! | Of thy cross the wondrous story, Be it to the nations told; Let them see thee in thy glory And thy mercy manifold. | Far and wide, though all unknowing, Pants for thee each mortal breast, Human tears for thee are flowing, Human hearts in thee would rest. | Thirsting as for dews of even, As the new-mown grass for rain, Thee they seek as God of heaven, Thee as Man for sinners slain. | Savior, lo! the isles are waiting! Stretched the hand and strained the sight, For thy Spirit, new creating, Love's pure flame, and wisdom's light. | Give the word, and of the preacher Speed the foot and touch the tongue, Till on earth by every creature Glory to the Lamb be sung! | |