The Saviour

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Title

The Saviour

Description

"I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life."

WEARY pilgrim, dost thou toil

Friendless o'er earth's pathway here?

Dost thou seek a better soil,

Where approach not guilt and fear?

Come to me, and I will guide

To that every peaceful shore,

Where the weary are at rest,

And the troubled weep no more.

Pilgrim, trust me when I say,
I, thy Saviour, am the WAY.

Troubled sinner, weep no more -

Come and place they trust in me;

Peace, pure peace I will restore,

Calm thy troubled soul shall be,

Cast thy burden - thou shalt find

I, thy Lord, am strong to save;

In woes of life, in pains of death,

And from the darkness of the grave.

Ever trust me, age and youth,
I, thy Saviour, am the TRUTH.

Weary pilgrim, weep no more,

Eye of faith, come, dry thy tears;

There are joys for thee in store -

Hushed be all thy moral fears.

Lo! the triumph now is mind -

Over death is victory given;

Come, ye faithful, to my arms,

Endless bliss is yours in heaven.

Ever hushed be moral strife,
I, thy Saviour, am the LIFE.

Creator

T.C.

Source

1:45, p. 4

Date

1837.11.11

Contributor

From the Gospel Witness

Citation

T.C., “The Saviour,” Periodical Poets, accessed May 18, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/248.

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