HYMN NO. 374

1 Once again, dear Lord, we pray
For the children far away,
who have never even heard
Jesus' name, sweetest word.

2 Little lips that Thou hast made,
'Neath the far-off temple's shade
Give to gods of wood and stone
praise that should be all Thine own.

3 Little hands, whose wondrous skill
Thou hast given to do Thy will,
Offerings bring, and serve with fear
Gods that cannot see or hear.

4 Teach them, O Thou heavenly King,
All their gifts and praise to bring
To Thy Son, who died to prove
Thy forgiving, saving love.