Long have they wait­ed
In the dark hea­then lands
For the pure liv­ing wa­ter
From the dear Sav­ior’s hands;
Still they are wait­ing
For the Gos­pel to come:
Let us hast­en to tell them
Of our hea­ven­ly home.

Refrain

Hark! hear them call­ing
From ev­ery dark land;
Who will ob­ey
The dear Sav­ior’s com­mand?
Go with the Gos­pel,
The rough bil­lows brave,
And lead them to Je­sus,
Who on­ly can save.

Long have they wait­ed
For the pure liv­ing Word,
Since the Gos­pel of Hea­ven
Was pro­claimed by the Lord;
Teach ev­ery na­tion,
Our Re­deem­er’s com­mand,
Yet we have not en­light­ened
Every dark hea­then land.

Refrain

Patiently wait­ing
For the hea­ven­ly light,
Precious souls still are sleep­ing
In a dark, sin­ful night;
Pity them, bro­ther,
Oh, how great is their need!
They have no one to teach them,
And no Bi­ble to read.

Refrain

Long have they wait­ed,
Over two thou­sand years;
Still we leave them in dark­ness
And in dread sin­ful fears;
Where is the work­er
Who will leave friends and home,
To de­li­ver poor hea­thens
From the wrath that’s to come?

Refrain