O Thou precious Saviour

O Thou precious Saviour,
» So kind and good to me:
That I might live, Thy blood was shed
On Calvary's cruel tree.

O Thou precious Saviour,
To whose kind, loving heart
The burdened soul may tell its grief,
And in Thy love have part.

O Thou precious Saviour,
Who suffer'd long for me,
Thy power alone can save from guilt,
From Satan's yoke set free.

O Thou precious Saviour,
Whose love will give the prize,
When life's toils o'er, my soul wings on
To realms beyond the skies.

O Thou precious Saviour,
Let all my added days
Be spent to serve and honour Thee,
Be spent to bring Thee praise.