"Look from Thy Sphere of Endless Day" by William C. Bryant, 1794-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Look from Thy sphere of endless day, O God of mercy and of might! In pity look on those who stray Benighted in this land of light. 2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen, In crowded mart, by stream or sea, How many of the sons of men Hear not the message sent from Thee! 3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered, homeless flock, till all Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold. 4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. 5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene That makes us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow with living waters green And lift to heaven the voice of praise. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #499 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 35 Author: William C. Bryant, 1840 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: "St. Crispin" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. "Look from Thy Sphere of Endless Day" by William C. Bryant, 1794-1878 Text From: THE LUTHERAN HYMNAL (St. Louis: Concordia Publishing House, 1941) 1. Look from Thy sphere of endless day, O God of mercy and of might! In pity look on those who stray Benighted in this land of light. 2. In peopled vale, in lonely glen, In crowded mart, by stream or sea, How many of the sons of men Hear not the message sent from Thee! 3. Send forth Thy heralds, Lord, to call The thoughtless young, the hardened old, A scattered, homeless flock, till all Be gathered to Thy peaceful fold. 4. Send them Thy mighty Word to speak Till faith shall dawn and doubt depart, To awe the bold, to stay the weak, And bind and heal the broken heart. 5. Then all these wastes, a dreary scene That makes us sadden as we gaze, Shall grow with living waters green And lift to heaven the voice of praise. ________________________________________________ Notes: Hymn #499 from _The Lutheran Hymnal_ Text: Isaiah 35 Author: William C. Bryant, 1840 Composer: George J. Elvey, 1862 Tune: "St. Crispin" ______________________________________________________________________ This text was converted to ascii format for Project Wittenberg by Marilyn F. Gardner and is in the public domain. You may freely distribute, copy or print this text. Please direct any comments or suggestions to: Rev. Robert E. Smith of the Walther Library at Concordia Theological Seminary. E-mail: bob_smith@ctsfw.edu Surface Mail: 6600 N. Clinton St., Ft. Wayne, IN 46825 USA Phone: (219) 452-2148 Fax: (219) 452-2126 ______________________________________________________________________