Great God, The Nations Of The Earth

Great God, the nations of the earth,

Are by creation Thine;

And in Thy works, by all beheld,

Thy radiant glories shine.

But, Lord, Thy greater love has sent

Thy Gospel to mankind,

Unveiling what rich stores of grace

Are treasured in Thy mind.

When, Lord, shall these glad tidings spread

The spacious earth around,

Till every tribe and every soul

Shall hear the joyful sound?

Smile, Lord, on each divine attempt

To spread the Gospel's rays,

And build on sin's demolished throne

The temples of Thy praise.