Verse 1
Saviour, blessed Saviour,
Listen while we sing;
Hearts and voices raising
Praises to our King:
All we have we offer,
All we hope to be,
Body, soul, and spirit,
All we yield to Thee.
Verse 2
Nearer, ever nearer,
Christ, we draw to Thee,
Deep in adoration
Bending low the knee:
Thou for our redemption
Cam’st on earth to die;
Thou, that we might follow,
Hast gone up on high.
Verse 3
Great and ever greater
Are Thy mercies here;
True and everlasting
Are the glories there,
Where no pain nor sorrow,
Toil nor care is known,
Where the angel-legions
Circle round Thy throne.
Verse 4
Brighter still and brighter
Glows the western sun,
Shedding all its gladness
O’er our work that’s done:
Time will soon be over,
Toil and sorrow past,
May we, blessed Saviour,
Find a rest at last.
Verse 5
Onward, ever onward,
Journeying o’er the road
Worn by saints before us,
Journeying on to God;
Leaving all behind us,
May we hasten on,
Backward never looking
Till the prize is won.
Verse 6
Higher, then, and higher,
Bear the ransomed soul,
Earthly toils forgetting,
Saviour, to its goal;
Where in joys unthought of
Saints with angels sing,
Never weary, raising
Praises to their King.
Godfrey Thring, “Saviour, Blessed Saviour”