- John Gilmore
- Mary Baker Eddy
- John Gilmore Music
- Db Maj.
- Vocal Range:
- Vocal Pitch Range:
- F4 - F5
Music by John Gilmore
Lyrics by Mary Baker Eddy
Saw ye my Saviour?
Heard ye the glad sound?
Felt ye the power of the Word?
˜Twas the Truth that made us free,
and was found by you and me in the life and the love of our Lord.
Mourner, it calls you,
˜Come to my bosom,
Love wipes your tears all away,
And will lift shade of gloom,
And for you make radiant room midst the glories the glories of one endless
Sinner, it calls you,
Come to this fountain
Cleanse the foul senses within;
˜Tis the Spirit that makes pure,
That exalts thee,
And will cure All thy sorrow and sickness and sin.
Friend of the friendless
Life of all being divine.
Thou the Christ, and not the creed;
Thou the Truth in thought and deed;
Thou the water, the bread, and the wine.
Copyright 2005 Johnny Rand Music Publishing
Words used courtesy of The Mary Baker Eddy Collection