To the regions beyond I must go, I must go
Where the story
has never been told;
To the millions that never have heard of
His love,
I must tell the sweet story of old.
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To the regions beyond I must go, I must go,
Till the world, all the world,
His salvation shall know.
To the hardest of places He calls me to go,
Never thinking
of comfort or ease;
The world may pronounce me a dreamer, a
fool,
Enough if the Master I please.
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Oh, you that are spending your leisure and powers
In those
pleasures so foolish and fond;
Awake from your selfishness,
folly and sin,
And go to the regions beyond.
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There are other ¡§lost sheep¡¨ that the Master must bring,
And to them must the message be told;
He sends me to gather
them out of all lands,
And welcome them back to His fold.
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