Verse 1
Happy the man by Jesus sent,
Mercy’s chosen instrument
That sinners may receive
The gospel of redeeming grace,
Their Friend and Peacemaker embrace,
And savingly believe.
Verse 2
Oh that the happiness were mine!
Lamb immaculate, Divine,
I would thy love proclaim,
Declare how full of grace Thou art,
That heathens poor in life and heart
May truly bear thy name.
Verse 3
While at my mouth the outcasts hear
Tidings of salvation near,
Of present, endless rest,
Saviour, let faith by hearing come,
The weary prodigals bring home,
And lodge them in thy breast.