5. Shine on the darkened and the cold, Recall the wanderers from Thy fold, Unite all those who walk apart, Confirm the weak and doubting heart. 6. So they with us may evermore Such grace with wondering thanks adore, And endless praise to Thee be given By all Thy Church in earth and heaven. J. Heermann, 1630; C. Winkworth, tr. 476 8, 7, 8 l Hark! the voice of Jesus crying, “Who will go and work to-day? Fields are white and harvests waiting, Who will bear the sheaves away?” Loud and long the Master calleth, Rich reward He offers thee; Who will answer, gladly saying, “Here am I, send me, send me”? 2. If you cannot cross the ocean And the heathen lands explore, You can find the heathen nearer, You can help them at your door; If you cannot give your thousands, You can give the widow’s mite; And the least you give for Jesus Will be precious in His sight. 3. If you cannot speak like angels, If you cannot preach like Paul, You can tell the love of Jesus, You can say He died for all. If you cannot rouse the wicked With the Judgment’s dread alarms, You can lead the little children To the Savior’s waiting arms. 4. Let none hear you idly saying, “There is nothing I can do,” While the souls of men are dying And the Master calls for you. Take the task He gives you gladly, Let His work your pleasure be; Answer quickly when He calleth, “Here am I, send me, send me!” D. March, 1868. 477 8, 7, 8 l 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. 2. Let to mortals all be given Thee to know and life to gain, Thee the very God of heaven, Thee the Man for sinners slain! Speak Thou, through the Gospel-tiding, Peace to every human breast; Grant to all in Thee confiding Mercy, solace, hope, and rest. 3. Great the need in every nation, Dense the darkness of sin’s night; Let Thy Spirit bring salvation, Love’s pure flame, and wisdom’s light. Give the Word, Thy preachers strengthen With the prophets’ power of old, Help them Zion’s cords to lengthen, All Thy wandering sheep to fold! A. C. Coxe, 1851; Stanzas 2 and 3 a., W. G. Polack, 1927. 478 10s