Over the billows sighing
Millions in sin are dying
Dying in sad despair.
Point them to Calvary’s mountain
To the Redeemer there.
Out from the darkness
There comes the sad cry:
Save us
oh
save us
We perish and die.
Glory our way o’erspreading
Bright is the path we’re treading
Under a cloudless sky;
While in their sunless prison
Helpless the heathen die.
Hopelessly blind and weeping
Sowing in sin and reaping
Reaping its sure reward.
Tell them of Jesus’ dying
How it doth life afford.
Still is the Savior pleading
Go with the torch of freedom
Go with His love aflame!
Love will beguile the wanderer
Home from his guilt and shame.
Explore random hymns and find new inspiration