Word of Life, most pure, most strong!
Lo! for Thee the nations long;
Spread, till from its dreary night
Lo! the ripneing fields we see;
Mighty shall the harvest be:
But the reapers still are few;
Great the work they have to do.
Lord of harvest, let there be
Joy and strength to work for Thee,
Till then nations far and near
See Thy Light, Thy Law revere.
J. F. [Jonathan Friedrich] Bahnmaier (1774 - 1841) Germany
Translated by Catherine Winkworth
Source: Hymnary.org
Translated by Catherine Winkworth
Source: Hymnary.org
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