LORD, SPARE THAT SINNER

LORD, SPARE THAT SINNER Lord, spare that sinner just one more day
For I haven't tried to show him the way.
I haven't told him that Jesus died
The pearly gates of heaven to open wide
For poor lost sinners such as we, just such as we.
He doesn't know and he cannot see, he cannot see,
That if he dies without Thy wondrous saving grace
Eternal hell, the tortures of hell,
He then will face. Give me the wisdom and courage, too,
To lead this lost sheep safe home to you.
Please help me, Lord, in my humble way,
To teach this lost one how that he should pray:
To plead for mercy and for Thy amazing grace
That he might someday see Thy face,Thy holy face,
To claim the Great Redeemer for his very own,
For him to plead, with Thee intercede,
At Thy Judgment throne. Lord, let him linger just one day more
Before his life on this earth is o'er.
Give me a chance down on bended knee
To get this one to give his heart to Thee.
Then take him on if it be Thy will, Thy holy will,
Thy blessed promise to fulfill, to him fulfill,
For heaven's joys for me would ever be so dim
If he were doomed and I hadn't mentioned
My Lord to him. Fayma Caraway Johns © 1952 INDEX