Good News Comes Over the Sea

Verse 1

Good news comes o'er the sea, And tells of vict'ry there; The heathens bow the knee, In humble, fervent pray'r. Long waited we to hear The glorious tidings come, Proclaiming vict'ry there, Where darkness reign'd alone.

Chorus

Rejoice, rejoice Good news comes o'er the sea; Rejoice, rejoice Good news comes o'er the sea.

Verse 2

The glorious gospel light, In splendor shines to day. Where naught but darkest night Fall on the heathen's way. Brave Christians heard the cry That came across the sea, "Come help us, ere we die, Come help us to be free."

Verse 3

They bade adieu to home, To friends and loved ones dear; They crossed the ocean's foam, They landed safely there. They raised the banner bright On Afirc's hostile shore, The heathen saw a light, Where darkness reigned before.

Verse 4

Oh, see them coming home! The poor, degraded race! The master bids them come To seek his saving grace. At Jesus' feet they fall; To heavens they lift their cry; He hears their simple call, — He saves them ere they die.

Verse 5

Awake! the sun is high; the Master's calling you! Why stand ye idly by? There's work for you to do! Your treasures, prayers, and tears, Go lay at Jesus' feet; And soon we'll sing the song Of victory complete.