Missionary Meeting

Verse 1

Assembled at thy great command, Before thy face, dread King, we stand: The voice that marshaled every star Has called thy people from afar.

Verse 2

We meet through distant lands to spread The truth for which the martyrs bled; Along the line--to either pole-- The anthem of thy praise to roll.

Verse 3

Our prayers assist; accept our praise; Our hopes revive; our courage raise; Our counsels aid; to each impart The single eye, the faithful heart.

Verse 4

Forth with thy chosen heralds come; Recall the wandering spirits home: From Zion's mount send forth the sound, To spread the spacious earth around.