Hymn 282
Hark! The swelling breezes, rising from afar
- ff Hark! The swelling breezes, rising from afar.
Bring the sounds of conflict from the holy war,
God is with our armies. He the word has giv'n.
He is watching o'er you, messengers of heav'n.
- mf Go thou mighty Gospel, conq'ering on the way;
Night upon the mountains changes into day;
Idols bow before thee, heathen temples fall;
Soon the world shall own the victor over all.
- f O Thou blessed Saviour reigning now on high.
May Thy faithful soldiers find Thee ever nigh.
Hid the glorious mission speed from sea to sea.
Till the whole creation worship only Thee.