O, thou Savior, Brother, mine,
God’s own love and tenderness,
Sent of Him with power divine—
Sent to soothe, sustain and bless:—
Light of Life! Oh blessed Word,
Be my help! Dear Savior come!
Hear my spirit’s pleading, Lord—
Pleading tho’ my lips are dumb.
Groping now in sorrow’s night
Guide, oh, guide me, Lord, I pray,
Quicken Thou my spirit’s sight
That I walk in wisdom’s way—
Be Thou, Lord, a presence nigh—
Thou canst still the angry sea,
Thou hast known Gethsemane—
O, Compassion, hear my cry!
Deep in agony of soul
Mother-love cries up to Thee—
Fiends have bound him to the bowl—
O, break his chains and set him free!