O God of might, O Son of light, O Holy Spirit sweet,
Thy church expand till all shall stand At Jesus' pierced feet.
Let all who once Thy Son disowned Rejoice to see Him now enthroned;
Yet while one straying would there be, Send me, O Lord, send me.
With holy fire my heart inspire Thy Spirit’s sword to wield;
With borrowed might I’ll take Thy light, Till darkness’ doom be sealed.
If others stop to count the cost, For fear of earthly treasures lost,
I’ll count it gain to die for Thee; Send me, O Lord, send me.
O that in me my Lord may see A bearer of the name;
That all may see His love so free From age to age the same.
Be this my everlasting song, He took upon Himself my wrong,
And cried while facing Calvary, “Send Me, O Lord, send Me.”
