Send Now, O Lord, to Every Place

Verse 1

Send forth, O Lord, to ev'ry place Swift messengers before your face, The heralds of your wondrous grace, Where you yourself will come.

Verse 2

Send men whose eyes have seen the King, Men in whose ears his sweet words ring; Send them your lost ones home to bring; Send them where you will come --

Verse 3

To bring good news to souls in sin, The bruised and broken hearts to win, In ev'ry place to bring them in Where you yourself will come.

Verse 4

Since you have died, your vict'ry claim; Assert, O Christ, your glory's name; And far to lands of pagan shame Send men where you will come.

Verse 5

Arm each one with the Spirit's sword, The sword of your own deathless Word, And make them conqu'rors, conqu'ring Lord, Where you yourself will come.