T. Kelly

8.7.8.7.8.7.

SPEED Thy servants, Saviour, speed them,

Thou art Lord of winds and waves;

They were bound, but Thou hast freed them;

Now they go to free the slaves:

Be Thou with them,

’Tis Thine arm alone that saves.

2

Friends and home and all forsaking,

Lord, they go at Thy command;

As their stay Thy promise taking,

While they traverse sea and land:

Oh! be with them,

Lead them safely by the hand.

3

When no fruit appears to cheer them,

And they seem to toil in vain,

Then in mercy, Lord, draw near them,

Then their sinking hopes sustain:

Thus supported,

Let their zeal revive again.

4

In the midst of opposition

Let them trust, O Lord, in Thee;

When success attends their mission,

Let Thy servants humble be:

Never leave them,

Till Thy face in heaven they see.

5

There to reap, in joy forever,

Fruit that grows from seed here sown;

There to be with Him, who never

Ceases to preserve His own,

And with triumph

Sing a Saviour’s grace alone.