He is my Delight

In darkened lands, where no light dwells
Where no voice yet the gospel tells

A people lost and with no hope
No light, so they in darkness grope

My heart so long in ignorance
Or should we call it avoidance?

So easy, life, when all concerns
On that for which my own heart yearns

But God says “Daughter, you must see
The multitudes that know not me

And if your heart breaks not at this
Then has your faith not gone amiss?”

So now a heart that sees, that knows
Is this not the heart that goes?

Or do I stay and yet deny
That I have ever heard the cry

Of people lost and with no hope
No light, so they in darkness grope