Heralds of Christ
1. Heralds of Christ, who bear the King’s commands,
immortal tidings in your mortal hands,
pass on and carry swift the news you bring;
make straight, make straight the highway of the King.
2. Through desert ways, dark fen, and deep morass,
through jungles, sluggish seas, and mountain pass,
build now the road, and falter not, nor stay;
prepare across the earth the King’s highway.
3. Lord, give us faith and strength the road to build,
to see the promise of the day fulfilled,
when war shall be no more, and strife shall cease
upon the highway of the Prince of Peace.
1.Heralds of the light, be swift, haste your going;
Shatter the fetters of night.
Peoples still without the truth wait unknowing.
Beam forth the Gospel of Light.
Refrain Heralds of Light, speed away!
Let shine the bright Gospel ray.
End the night of sin, Let the brightness in!
Heralds of light, speed the day.
2.Do the work of God, with power of His giving;
He your Companion will prove.
Tell the love of God for all people living.
Beam forth the Gospel of Love.
3.Bear the truth of God, the fire of His altar;
Faint not in age or in youth.
Crossing seas and mountains, rest not, nor falter.
Beam forth the Gospel of Truth.
4.North and South and East and West, go, obeying,
God your support in the strife.
For the dead and blind in sin, go forth praying.
Beam forth the Gospel of Life.
Here, O my Lord, I see Thee face to face;
Here would I touch and handle things unseen;
Here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,
And all my weariness upon Thee lean.
This is the hour of banquet and of song;
This is the heavenly table spread for me;
Here let me feast, and feasting, still prolong
The hallowed hour of fellowship with Thee.
Here would I feed upon the bread of God,
Here drink with Thee the royal wine of Heaven;
Here would I lay aside each earthly load,
Here taste afresh the calm of sin forgiven.
I have no help but Thine; nor do I need
Another arm save Thine to lean upon;
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed;
My strength is in Thy might, Thy might alone.
I have no wisdom save in Him who is
My wisdom and my teacher both in One;
No wisdom can I lack while Thou art wise;
No teaching do I crave save Thine alone.
Mine is the sin, but Thine the righteousness:
Mine is the guilt, but Thine the cleansing blood;
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace;
Thy blood, Thy righteousness, O Lord my God!
Too soon we rise; the symbols disappear;
The feast, though not the love, is past and gone.
The bread and wine remove; but Thou art here,
Nearer than ever, still my Shield and Sun.
Feast after feast thus comes and passes by;
Yet, passing, points to the glad feast above,
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy,
The Lamb’s great bridal feast of bliss and love.