918--Christians, make haste, your mission

Christians, make haste, your mission

918

	1.	Christians, make haste, your mission
		high fulfilling,
		To tell to all the world that God is
		Light,
		That He who mad all nation is not
		willing
		One soul should perish, lost in shades
		of night.
		Publish glad tidings, tiding of peace;
		Tiding of Jesus, redemption and
		release.
	2.	Behold how many thousands still are
		lying,
		Bound in the darksome prison-house of
		sin,
		With none to tell them of the Savior's
		dying
		Or of the life He died for them to win.
	3.	'Tis yours to save from peril of
		perdition
		The soul for whom the Lord His life
		laid down;
		Beware lest, slothful to fulfill your
		mission,
		You lose one jewel that should deck
		His crown.
	4.	Proclaim to every people, tongue, and
		nation
		That God, in whom they move and
		live, is love;
		Tell how He stooped to save His lost
		creation,
		And died on earth that men He might
		approve.
	5.	Give of your sons to bear the message
		glorious;
		Give of your wealth to speed them on
		their way;
		Pour out your soul for them in prayer
		victorious,
		And all you spend our Savior will
		repay.
	6.	He comes again; O brothers, ere you
		meet Him,
		Make known to every heart His saving
		grace;
		Let none whom He hath ransomed fail
		to greet Him,
		Through your neglect unfit to see His
		face.