Souls are perishing before thee,
Save—save one!
It may be thy crown of glory,
Save—save one!
From the waves that would devour,
From the raging lion’s power,
From destruction’s fiery shower,
Save—save one!
Not in thine own strength confiding,
Save—save one;
Faith and prayer thy efforts guiding,
Save—save one!
None can e’er, unless possessing
Heavenly aid and heavenly blessing,
To the work of mercy pressing,
Save e’en one.
Who the worth of souls can measure?
Save—save one!
Who can count the priceless treasure?
Save—save one!
Like the stars shall shine, for ever
They who faithfully endeavour
Dying sinners to deliver,
Save—save one!