A Song of Compassion

A Song of Compassion

With a soul blood bought and a heart aglow.

Redeemed of the Lord and free,

I ask as I pass down the busy street,

Is it only a crowd I see;

Do I lift my eyes with a careless gaze,

That pieces no deep down woe,

Have I naught to give to the teeming throng

Of the wealth of the love I know?

As I read in the gospel story oft

Of the Christ who this earth once trod,

I fancy I see His look on the crowd,

That look of the Son of God;

He saw not a number in might and strength,

But a shepherdless flock distressed,

And the sight of those weary fainting sheep,

Brought grief to His loving breast.

 

Dear Lord I ask for the eyes that see

Deep down to the world’s sore need,

I ask for the love that holds not back,

But pours out itself indeed;

I want that passionate power of prayer;

That yearns for the great crowd’s soul,

I want to go ‘mong the fainting sheep,

And tell them my Lord makes whole.

 

Chorus:

Let me look at the crowd as my Saviour did,

Till my eyes with tears grow dim,

Let me look till I pity the wandering sheep

And love them for love of Him.
Words by R.A. Jarvie

Music: Duet by W. Gardiner-Hunter

 

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