Baptize the nations! far and nigh,The triumphs of the cross recordThe name of Jesus glorify,Till every people call Him Lord.
Prayer moves the arm Which moves the world, And brings salvation down.
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, a day's march nearer home.
The Dead are like the stars by day; Withdrawn from mortal eye, But not extinct, they hold their way In glory through the sky.
While rose-buds scarcely show'd their hue, But coyly linger'd on the thorn.
Hymns should have unity, graduation and mutual dependence in the thoughts, a conscious progress, a sense of completeness and be easily understood.