Send us a Savior
hear the nations cry;
Why in the darkness must we pine and die?
Is there no helper for the sore oppressed?
Is there no refuge where the weary rest?
Bitter the cry of a race in sin
Groping for light
yet it breaks not in;
Shall they die
while we cry
we pray?
for our altar fires
Bring not the peace for which the soul aspires;
Cleansed from our sin
from wrath divine set free
This is our need of needs
for this our plea.
for our hearts are sore
Broken in spirit
we can bear no more;
Hearts torn with anguish clamor loud for peace;
Is there no strong one who can bring release?
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