THE Saviour is loving,
The Saviour is kind;
lie came down from heaven
The lost ones to find;
He never refuseth,
Or turneth away;
Oh prove him, dear children,
And prove him today.
How many dear children
Have leant on his breast!
How many dear children
His name have confest!
Believing and happy,
His goodness they prove;
Make one of their number,
And share in his love.
A. M.