Ye deserts so wild, Your

Verse 1
Ye desarts so wild your offerings bring,
Your God reconcil’d ye villagers sing;
Exult in his passion ye rude mountaineers,
For lo, your salvation with Jesus appears!

Verse 2
Him strong to redeem ye islanders praise,
Created by him who saves the lost race,
With shouts never ceasing extol the Most High,
And welcome the blessing he brings from the sky.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “Let the wilderness and the cities thereof lift up their voice, the villages that Kedar doth inhabit: let the inhabitants of the rock sing, let them shout from the top of the mountains. Let them give glory unto the Lord, and declare his praise in the islands.”—[Isa.] xlii. 11, 12. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 1 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 9 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1870), page 416.
Publishing: Public Domain