Blessèd Savior, Thou Didst Suffer

Blessèd Sav­ior

Thou didst suf­fer

Little ones to come to Thee.

Lo! we of­fer now our tri­bute

Let our praise ac­cept­ed be;

’Mid the hal­le­lu­jahs ring­ing

’Mid the burst of an­gel song

Stoop to hear our child­ish sing­ing

Listen to an in­fant throng.

For a cry of deep­est sor­row

Comes across the wa­ters blue:

Ye who know sal­va­tion’s sto­ry

Haste to help and save us

too;

Shed

oh

shed the Gos­pel glo­ry

O’er the dark­ness of our night

Till the gloomy sha­dows van­ish

In its full and bless­èd light.

For the poor be­night­ed mill­ions

We can give and work and pray

And our gifts and pray­ers unit­ed

Sure will speed that hap­py day

When

no more to id­ols bow­ing

All shall own our Je­sus king

And ten thou­sand voices ring­ing

Shall His praise vic­tor­ious sing.