Out
of a camp which He has left,
Where man’s religiousness is deft,
Which does not feel itself bereft,
Go forth to Him.
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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