A Cry As Of Pain

A cry, as of pain, again and again

Is borne o’er the deserts and wide spreading main

A cry from the lands that in darkness are lying

A cry from the hearts that in sorrow are sighing

It comes unto me; it comes unto Thee

Oh wha oh what shall the answer be?

Oh! Hark to the call; it comes unto all

Whom Jesus hath rescued from sin’s deadly thrall

“Come over and help us! In bondage we languish”

“Come over and help us! We die in our anguish!”

It comes unto me; it comes unto Thee

Oh wha oh what shall the answer be?

It comes to the soul that Christ hath made whole

The heart that is longing His name to extol

It comes with a chorus of pitiful wailing

It comes with a plea which is strong and prevailing

“For christ’s sake” to me; “for christ’s sake” to Thee

Oh wha oh what shall the answer be?

We come, Lord, to Thee, thy servants are we

Inspire Thou the answer, and true it shall be!

If here we should work, or afar Thou should send us

Oh grant that thy mercy may ever attend us

That each one may be a witness for Thee

Till all the earth shall thy glory see!