That We Might Join God's Love for the Unreached
O dark and far
Where millions sleep,
And blind am I,
And deaf I turn my hearing ears tonight
Against their nightmare wailings in the sky.
Our light has dawned, and climbed...
And fades; but theirs is night that will not break.
God has heard them; now I
Will hear from him their whispered hope for light;
Then wakes my sight.
The endless joy of His most ancient plan
To dawn His light on every sleeping land
Consumes my heart, my mind, my hands--
So I pray--prayer knows no distance,
But all delight.