It is not the will of your Father which is in Heaven, that one of these little ones should perish.@Matthew 18:14

Jennie C. Goodspeed, in Song Praises, edited by Charles H. Gabriel (Carbondale, Illinois: Egyptian Publishing Company, 1906), number 151.

Carl Fisher (🔊 pdf nwc).

Perishing souls are waiting
Outside the fold tonight,
Burdened with sin and sorrow,
Seeing no ray of light.
Someone go tell the story,
Pray that you make it plain:
How Jesus died on Calvary,
To cleanse them from every stain.

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Go! go! Tell them,
Tell them of Calvary;
Tell of His grace and mercy,
Go, tell them, His love is free.

Go to the weak, the fallen,
Freighted with sin and shame,
Low in the dust you’ll find them,
Whisper the Savior’s name.
Tell of His love so boundless,
Deeper than any sea;
Fresh as the dewdrops falling,
Go, tell them, this love is free.

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Tell them, the vilest sinner,
Lost in the darkest main,
Longing to know the Father,
Calling on His dear name,
Somewhere amid the darkness
Touches the Savior’s hand,
Feeling new life within him,
Earth seems like a fatherland.

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Then let us sing God’s praises,
Sing of His love to men,
How He forgives the sinner,
Tell of it once again;
And when our boat is anchored
On the eternal shore,
Giving to God the glory,
We’ll praise Him forevermore.

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