1 Far o'er the sea are heathen lands; No Saviour there they know; The truth is hidden from their sight, How long must this be so.
Chorus: God speed the right, O send them light, Till all who live beyond the sea, Shall unto Jesus bow the knee.
2 Their gods are made of wood and stone; These cannot hear them pray; These cannot comfort in distress, Nor take their sins away. [Chorus]
3 Our hands must work, our hearts must pray, And thus the gospel send, To teach them of the way to Heav'n, Of Christ the sinner's friend. [Chorus]Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #127