From North and South and East and West

From north and south and east and west

When shall the peo­ples

long un­blest

All find their ev­er­last­ing rest

O Christ

in Thee?

When shall the climes of age­less snow

Be with the Gos­pel light aglow

And all men their Re­deem­er know

O Christ

in Thee?

When on each south­ern bal­my coast

Shall ran­somed men

in count­less host

Rise

heart and voice

to make sweet boast

O Christ

in Thee?

O when in all the Ori­ent lands

From ci­ties white

and flam­ing sands

Shall men lift de­di­cat­ed hands

O Christ

in Thee?

O when shall hea­then dark­ness roll

Away in light

from pole to pole

And end­less day by ev­ery soul

Be found in Thee?

Bring

Lord

the long pre­dict­ed hour

The ag­es’ dia­dem and flow­er

When all shall find their re­fuge

tow­er

And home in Thee!