Who will open mercy’s door?Jesus will! Jesus will!As for pardon, I implore?Jesus, blessèd Jesus will!
Jesus will, Jesus will!Yes, your loving Savior will;He will each and every need fulfill,Jesus, blessèd Jesus will!
Who can take away my sin?Jesus will! Jesus will!Make me pure, without, within?Jesus, blessèd Jesus will!
Who can conquer doubts and fears?Jesus will! Jesus will!Share my joys and dry my tears?Jesus, blessèd Jesus will!
Who will be my dearest Friend?Jesus will! Jesus will!Love and keep me to the end?Jesus, blessèd Jesus will!
Do you ever stop, my friend, to think,The while this world you’re passing thro’Someone may be saved from ruin’s brink,By just a little help from you?
Just a little help from you,Just a little help from you;Wondrous things the Lord may do,By just a little help from you.
Just a little deed of kindness now,It may the faith of one restore,Who beneath some load of grief doth bow,Is almost ready to give o’er.
Just a little word of Jesus’ love,Some precious soul may help decideTo forsake the wrong and look above,And let the Lord his footsteps guide.
Let us do our part, ere day is done,And to our calling faithful be;For the world to Christ must now be won,By help of you, by help of me.
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying,Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave;Weep o’er the erring one, lift up the fallen,Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save.
Rescue the perishing, care for the dying,Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save.
Though they are slighting Him, still He is waiting,Waiting the penitent child to receive;Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently;He will forgive if they only believe.
Down in the human heart, crushed by the tempter,Feelings lie buried that grace can restore;Touched by a loving heart, wakened by kindness,Chords that were broken will vibrate once more.
Rescue the perishing, duty demands it;Strength for thy labor the Lord will provide;Back to the narrow way patiently win them;Tell the poor wand’rer a Savior has died.
Over the mountains so bleak and so cold,Far from the beautiful city of gold;Lost ones are straying because you and INever have told them a Savior is nigh.
O, won’t somebody tell them,Tell them of Calvary’s tree;Tell them the story of Jesus,What a great Savior is He!
Lost ones are groping in sin’s awful night,Falling and dying away from the right;Many the message of Christ never heard,Lost ones for whom no one ever has cared.
Speed with the message, oh, speed in His Name,Hasten the story of Christ to proclaim!Hasten to bring back the fallen and lost,Speed with the message, whatever the cost!