Go ye to the land
Of the cedar and vine,
Where the angels came down
From their heavenly train,
Where the garden was fillèd
With presence divine,
And the Sav­ior has trodden
The valley and plain.
For a star hath arisen,
To shine through the gloom,
And a life breaketh forth
From the verge of the tomb.

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For a star hath arisen,
To shine through the gloom,
And a life breaketh forth
From the verge of the tomb.

Go ye to the land
Of the jewel and gem,
Go ye to the stores
Of the richest of pearl;
The light of sal­va­tion
Is given to them,
There early the banner
Of glo­ry unfurl;
Oh, go to the isles
Of the ocean’s wide breast,
And tell them of Je­sus,
And Hea­ven and rest.

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Go ye to the land
Of the olive, and teach
Of a peace which the world
Is not able to give;
To the flowery land,
Where the message shall reach
The millions that wait
In the Sav­ior to live;
Go ye to the land
Of ruby and gold,
And bid them the crown
Of re­demp­tion behold.

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Go ye to the land
Where the Ethiop roams,
And stretches his long
Fettered hand unto God;
Oh! tell them of Hea­ven,
And point to the homes
Where ne­ver the foot
Of oppressions hath trod;
And the desert shall bloom,
And the barren shall sing,
And the wilderness forth
Into beauty shall spring.

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