When sinners see their lost condition
And feel the pressing load of sin,
And Jesus cometh on His mission
To heal the sin-sick heart within,
All grief must flee before His grace,
And joy divine will take its place.

When Jesus enters meek and lowly
To fill the home with sweetest peace;
When hearts have felt His blessing holy
And found from sin complete release,
Then light and calm within shall reign
And hearts divided love again.

When Jesus enters land and nation
And moves the people with His love;
When, yielding to His kind persuasion,
Our hearts His truth and blessing prove,
Then shall our life on earth be blest,
The peace of God on us shall rest.

When Jesus comes—O blessèd story!—
He works a change in heart and life;
God’s kingdom comes with pow’r and glory
To young and old, to man and wife;
Thro’ sacrament and living Word,
Faith, love, and hope are now conferred.

Then stilled are cries and lamentation,
Then loosed is Satan’s every band;
In death is hope and consolation,
The soul is safe in Jesus’ hand.
When we shall walk through death’s dark vale,
His rod and staff shall never fail.

Oh, may He soon to every nation
Find entrance where He is unknown,
With life and light and full salvation,
That heathendom may be o’erthrown
And healing to the hearts may come
In heathen land and Christian home!

Christ is gone up; yet ere He passed
From earth, in Heav’n to reign,
He formed one holy Church to last
Till He should come again.

His twelve Apostles first He made
His ministers of grace;
And they their hands on others laid,
To fill in turn their place.

So age by age, and year by year,
His grace was handed on;
And still the holy Church is here,
Although her Lord is gone.

Let those find pardon, Lord, from Thee,
Whose love to her is cold:
Bring wanderers in, and let there be
One Shepherd and one fold.

And now we haste with thankful feet
To seek our Savior’s face;
And in the holy Church to meet,
His chosen dwelling place.

Dear Lord, ascended Savior,
Here once again
We make our consecration,
In Thy dear Name.

Christ Jesus, our Redeemer,
Behold us now;
O breathe on us Thy Spirit—
Lowly we bow.

We turn from all our wanderings,
To seek Thy face;
Heal Thou our hearts and strengthen,
By Thy sweet grace.

O may this consecration,
In Thee complete,
Be evermore enduring,
Till Thee we meet.

It may not be on the mountain’s height, or over the stormy sea;
It may not be at the battle’s front my Lord will have need of me;
But if by a still, small voice He calls to paths I do not know,
I’ll answer, dear Lord, with my hand in Yours,
I’ll go where You want me to go.

Refrain

I’ll go where You want me to go, dear Lord,
O’er mountain, or plain, or sea;
I’ll say what You want me to say, dear Lord,
I’ll be what You want me to be.

Perhaps today there are loving words which Jesus would have me speak;
There may be now, in the paths of sin, some wand’rer whom I should seek.
O Savior, if You will be my Guide, though dark and rugged the way,
My voice shall echo the message sweet,
I’ll say what You want me to say.

Refrain

There’s surely somewhere a lowly place in earth’s harvest fields so wide,
Where I may labor through life’s short day for Jesus, the Crucified.
So, trusting my all unto Your care, I know You always love me!
I’ll do Your will with a heart sincere,
I’ll be what You want me to be.

Refrain

Lord, send us forth to preach the Word
Wherever man is found;
Till every soul of Thee has heard
The whole wide world around.

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Lord, send us forth, O send today;
Baptize us with Thy might;
As heralds speed us on our way,
To those who grope for light.

Lord, send us forth as those who bear
Glad tidings from the throne;
With joy the message to declare
Till earth Thy sway shall own.

Refrain

Lord, send us forth, nor staff nor scrip,
But only in Thy might;
Thy Spirit touching heart and lip
To guide and keep aright.

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Lord, send us forth, the faith supply,
The sowing time is ours;
Thine be the harvest by and by,
Beyond the gracious showers.

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Long years we have yearned for the showers of blessing,
Have earnestly prayed for abundance of rain;
Praise God, some are singing the new song of Heaven,
The breath of the Spirit brings power again.

Refrain

Power again, power again,
Our hearts have been tuned to the sweet refrain,
The breath of the Spirit brings power again.

The life has been fruitless, the heart dry and thirsty,
The task of the Master seemed given in vain;
But now ev’ry day is a day of rich blessing,
The breath of the Spirit brings power again.

Refrain

No tithes have been brought to the storehouse of Heaven,
Our powers for service long dormant have lain;
But now ev’ry impulse is used in God’s glory,
The breath of the Spirit brings power again.

Refrain

No souls have been won for the kingdom of glory,
But power for service we now may obtain;
Then gladly as reapers we enter the harvest,
The breath of the Spirit brings power again.

Refrain

Breathe upon us, Lord, from Heaven,
Fill us with the Holy Ghost;
Promise of the Father given,
Send us now a Pentecost.

Refrain

Breathe upon us, breathe upon us,
With Thy love our hearts inspire.
Breathe upon us, breathe upon us,
Lord, baptize us now with fire.

While the Spirit hovers o’er us,
Open all our hearts, we pray;
To Thine image, Lord, restore us,
Witness in our souls today.

Refrain

Lift us, Lord, O lift us higher,
From the carnal mind set free;
Fill us with refining fire,
Give us perfect liberty.

Refrain

O breath of God, breathe on us now,
And move within us while we pray:
The Spring of our new life art Thou,
The very light of our new day.

O strangely art Thou with us, Lord,
Neither in height nor depth to seek:
In nearness shall Thy voice be heard;
Spirit to spirit Thou dost speak.

Christ is our Advocate on high;
Thou art our Advocate within.
O plead the truth, and make reply
To every argument of sin.

But ah, this faithless heart of mine,
The way I know, I know my Guide:
Forgive me, O my Friend divine,
That I so often turn aside.

Be with me when no other friend
The mystery of my heart can share;
And be Thou known, when fears transcend,
By Thy best name of Comforter.