Over the billows sighing,
Millions in sin are dying,
Dying in sad despair.
Point them to Calvary’s mountain,
To the Re­deem­er there.

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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.

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Hopelessly blind and weeping,
Sowing in sin and reaping,
Reaping its sure reward.
Tell them of Je­sus’ dying,
How it doth life afford.

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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.

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