Scripture Verse

Who is like unto the Lord our God, who dwelleth on high? Psalm 113:5

Introduction

Words: Eli­za E. Hew­itt, in Make His Praise Glo­ri­ous, ed­it­ed by Ed­win O. Ex­cell (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: E. O. Ex­cell, 1900), nu­mber 64.

Music: E. E. Sat­ter­lee (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Sat­ter­lee’s full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

portrait
Eliza E. Hewitt
1851–1920

Lyrics

There’s no one like my Sav­ior,
No friend can be like Him;
My ne­ver failing sunshine
When earthly lights grow dim;
When summer flowers are blooming,
The brightness of my joy,
O, may His happy service
My heart and life employ!

Refrain

No one, no one like my precious Sav­ior,
No one, no one such a friend can be;
No one, no one like my precious Sav­ior,
Glory, glo­ry, Je­sus cares for me.

There’s no one like my Sav­ior;
In seasons of distress,
He draws me closer to Him,
To comfort and to bless;
He gives me, in temptation,
The strength of His right arm;
His angels camp around me,
To keep me from all harm.

Refrain

There’s no one like my Sav­ior,
He pardons all my sin;
And gives His Ho­ly Spi­rit,
A springing well within;
He leads me out to service,
With gentle touch and mild;
O, wonder of all wonders,
That I should be His child.

Refrain

There’s no one like my Sav­ior;
Come now, and find it true;
He gave His life a ransom,
His blood was shed for you;
Then when we reach the city
Of ev­er­last­ing light,
We’ll sing with saints and angels,
All honor, power and might.

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