Out of a camp which He has left,
Where man’s religiousness is deft,
Which does not feel itself bereft,
Go forth to Him.
Into an empty wilderness
Where Satan’s powers cannot oppress
The refugees God loves to bless
Go forth to Him.
Knowing the glory of the grace
Which caused the Saviour to abase
Himself to take the sinner’s place
Go forth to Him.
Not only knowing His strong arm
To save from hazard and alarm,
Enamoured by His worth and charm
Go forth to Him.
Gathered with those who own His claim
And thus are faithful to His name,
Despising the reproach and shame
Go forth to Him.
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