Go, Tell Them

Perishing souls are wait­ing

Outside the fold to­night

Burdened with sin and sor­row

Seeing no ray of light.

Someone go tell the sto­ry

Pray that you make it plain:

How Je­sus died on Cal­va­ry

To cleanse them from ev­ery stain.

Go! go! Tell them

Tell them of Cal­va­ry;

Tell of His grace and mer­cy

Go

tell them

His love is free.

Go to the weak

the fall­en

Freighted with sin and shame

Low in the dust you’ll find them

Whisper the Sav­ior’s name.

Tell of His love so bound­less

Deeper than any sea;

Fresh as the dew­drops fall­ing

Go

tell them

this love is free.

Tell them

the vil­est sin­ner

Lost in the dark­est main

Longing to know the Fa­ther

Calling on His dear name

Somewhere amid the dark­ness

Touches the Sav­ior’s hand

Feeling new life with­in him

Earth seems like a fa­ther­land.

Then let us sing God’s prais­es

Sing of His love to men

How He for­gives the sin­ner

Tell of it once again;

And when our boat is an­chored

On the eter­nal shore

Giving to God the glo­ry

We’ll praise Him for­ev­er­more.