Classic Poem

Heav'nly Father, as we pray
For the heathen far away,
Fill our hearts with earnest pray'r
For the many children there.

Jesus, we, a little band,
Would obey Thy great command,
Send them news of Thee, our King,
By the off'ring that we bring.

May the children ev'rywhere
Bow with us in praise and pray'r,
And the Saviour we have found
Be adored the world around.