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From Greenland's icy mountains,

by Reginald Heber

Representative text

As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 445 — the newest hymnal carrying it.

Verse 1

From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sands, From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call us to deliver Their land from error's chain.

Verse 2

What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile; In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strewn; The heathen in his blindness, Bows down to wood and stone.

Verse 3

Can men, whose souls are lighted With wisdom from on high, Can they to men benighted The lamp of life deny? Salvation! O salvation! The joyful sound proclaim, Till earth's remotest nation Has learned Messiah's name.

Verse 4

Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, And you, ye waters, roll, Till, like a sea of glory, It spreads from pole to pole; Till o'er our ransomed nature The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, In bliss returns to reign.