Scripture Verse

Having no hope, and without God in the world. Ephesians 2:12

Introduction

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William Cushing
(1823–1902)

Words: Will­iam O. Cush­ing, in Wel­come Tid­ings, by Ro­bert Low­ry, W. How­ard Doane & Ira D. San­key (New York: Big­low & Main, 1877), num­ber 37.

Music: Ro­bert Low­ry (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Robert Lowry (1826–1899)

From the Res­cue Mis­sion of Sy­ra­cuse, New York, comes this in­ci­dent. “One of the work­ers at the Res­cue Mis­sion sat at the win­dow sew­ing. She is not a grand sing­er, in fact, scarce­ly ev­er sings in the meet­ing; but alone by her­self she sings the Gos­pel songs. She was sing­ing:

Oh, to have no Christ, no Saviour…
How dark this world must be!

When she had fin­ished she heard some one call­ing, and saw two girls look­ing ov­er a neigh­bor­ing fence. One said: Won’t you please sing that again?

I am afraid some of us would have be­gun to make ex­cuse, and say we were not good sing­ers. But this soul sang it ov­er again, pray­ing God to bless the song, and then went to talk with them.

She re­cog­nized them as in­mates of a house of ev­il re­sort, and asked pe­rmis­sion to call on them. They would not grant this, but the next day one came to the mis­sion and threw her­self, weep­ing, in­to the arms of the sing­er, say­ing: “I have been so un­hap­py since I heard you sing!

You re­mind me of my good moth­er and the days when I was in­no­cent and good. I had a good home, but quar­reled with my moth­er, ran away and got in­to a life of sin; I am tired of it, won’t you pray for me?

They had pray­er, and the poor wan­der­ing one was led to the Sav­iour. She said: I’ll ne­ver go back to that place again. I’m going to the poor-mas­ter and ask him to send me home.

The work­er fur­nished the mo­ney to pay her fare to her home in a neigh­bor­ing ci­ty, and she went away re­joic­ing. This was some time ago.

One ev­en­ing the girl, ac­com­pa­nied by her fa­ther, paid a vi­sit to the mis­sion. She was hap­py in Christ, and had led ele­ven souls to Him, her fa­ther and mo­ther be­ing among the num­ber.

Her fa­ther was full of praise and thanks­giv­ing to God for what He had done for his err­ing child, and tears ran down his cheeks as he thanked the sing­er for the song, and for the help she had been to his daugh­ter.

Her de­sire is to work among the fall­en ones from among whom she was res­cued.

Sankey, pp. 202–03

Lyrics

Oh, to have no Christ, no Sav­ior!
No rock, no re­fuge nigh!
When the dark days ’round thee ga­ther,
When the storms sweep o’er the sky!

Refrain

Oh, to have no hope in Je­sus!
No friend, no light in Je­sus!
Oh, to have no hope in Je­sus!
How dark this world must be!

Oh, to have no Christ, no Sav­ior!
How lone­ly life must be!
Like a sail­or, lost and driv­en,
On a wide and shore­less sea.

Refrain

Oh, to have no Christ, no Sav­ior!
No hand to clasp thine own!
Thro’ the dark, dark vale of sha­dows,
Thou must press thy way alone.

Refrain

Now, we pray thee, come to Je­sus;
His par­don­ing love re­ceive;
For the Sav­ior now is call­ing,
And He bids thee turn and live.

Come to Je­sus, He will save you;
He is the friend of sin­ners;
Then, when thou hast found the Sav­ior,
How bright this world will be!