A CRY FOR LIGHT

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Sep 19, 1895

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 21, No. 37.

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A CRY FOR LIGHT.

There comes a wail of anguish Across the ocean wave— It pleads for help, O Christians, Poor, dying souls to save; Those far-off heathen nations Who sit in darkest night, Now stretch their hands imploring, And cry to us for light!
We have the blessed Gospel; We know its priceless worth; We read the grand old story Of Christ, the Saviour’s, birth; O haste, ye faithful workers, To them the tidings bear— Glad tidings of salvation That they our light may share!
Go plant the cross of Jesus On each benighted shore; Go wave the Gospel standard Till darkness reign no more; And while the seed you scatter, Far o’er the ocean’s foam, We’ll pray for you and labor In mission fields at home.
—Gospel in All Lands.