He That Winneth Souls

Blessèd is the serv­ice of our Lord and king

Precious are the jew­els we may help to bring;

Down the pass­ing ag­es words of coun­sel ring

He that win­neth souls is wise.

He that win­neth souls is wise;

In the home be­yond the skies

There’s a crown of glo­ry

Oh

the won­drous prize!

He that win­neth souls is wise.

In the qui­et home life

show­ing love’s bright ray

More and more like Je­sus

liv­ing ev­ery day

We may guide a dear one to the heav’n­ward way

He that win­neth souls is wise.

Out up­on the high­way

go­ing forth with pray­er

For the lost and stray­ing

seek­ing ev­ery­where

Close be­side the Shep­herd

we His joy may share

He that win­neth souls is wise.

Sow be­side all wa­ters

sow the Gos­pel seed

Here a word in sea­son

there a lov­ing deed;

Sinners to the Sav­ior

be it ours to lead

He that win­neth souls is wise.