Spread, oh spread, thou mighty Word, Spread the kingdom of the Lord, Wheresoe'er His breath has given Life to beings meant for heaven. | Tell them how the Father's will Made the world, and keeps it still, How He sent His Son to save All who help and comfort crave. | Tell of our Redeemer's love, Who for ever doth remove By His holy sacrifice, All the guilt that on us lies. | Tell them of the Spirit given Now, to guide us up to heaven, Strong and holy, just and true, Working both to will and do. | Word of Life! most pure and strong, Lo! for Thee the nations long; Spread, till from its dreary night All the world awakes to light. | 61 Up, the ripening fields ye see, Mighty shall the harvest be, But the reapers still are few, Great the work they have to do. | Lord of harvest, let there be Joy and strength to work for Thee, Till the nations far and near See Thy Light, and learn Thy fear. | |