Do you feel a strange long­ing
Within your soul to­day?
Would you find the straight and nar­row way?
Does a voice seem to whis­per,
My son, give Me thy heart?
Then the time has come for choos­ing
The bet­ter part.

Refrain

’Tis the still small voice
Of the Sav­ior call­ing,
Calling, call­ing, call­ing, Come to Me;
Many years, Lord, I’ve heard Thee,
I will no more de­lay;
Thou shalt call in vain no long­er,
I now obey.

It would pro­fit you no­thing,
Tho’ all the world you gain,
If in self­ish sin you still remain;
All its pomp and its glo­ry,
Your soul can ne­ver save;
It will van­ish at the por­tals,
The si­lent grave.

Refrain

Are you weak, hea­vy la­den,
By sin and woe op­pressed?
Hear Him say, Come un­to Me and rest;
Come, oh, come to the Sav­ior,
You will not be de­nied,
If you bring as plea for par­don
The Cru­ci­fied.

Refrain