Heralds of Christ

Heralds of Christ

who bear the King’s com­mands

Immortal tid­ings in your mor­tal hands

Pass on and car­ry swift the news you bring;

Make straight

make straight

The high­way of the King.

Through de­sert ways

dark fen and deep mo­rass

Through jun­gles

slug­gish seas

and mount­ain pass

Build now the road

and fal­ter not

nor stay;

Prepare across the earth the King’s high­way.

Where once the twist­ing trail in dark­ness wound

Let march­ing feet and joy­ous song re­sound

Where burn the fu­ne­ral pyres

and cen­sers swing

Make straight

make straight

The high­way of the King.

Lord

give us faith and strength the road to build

To see the pro­mise of the day ful­filled

When war shall be no more

and strife shall cease

Upon the high­way of the Prince of Peace.