Saviour, Blessed Saviour

Saviour, blessed Saviour
Listen while we sing;
Hearts and voices raising,
Praises to our King;
All we have to offer,
All we hope to be,
Body, soul and spirit,
All we yield to thee.
Great and ever greater
Are thy mercies here;
True and everlasting
Are the glories there;
Where no pain or sorrow,
Toil or care is known,
Where the angel legions
Circle round thy throne.
Dark, and ever darker
Was the wintry past;
Now a ray of gladness
O'er our path is cast;
Ev'ry day that passeth,
Ev'ry hour that flies,
Tells of love unfeined,
Love that never dies.
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