Our Tongues Must Spread The Saviour's Fame
1 OUR tongues must spread the Saviour's fame,
Whose grace we daily prove,
For since our souls have known His name
His banner has been --- Love.
2 When walking in the paths of sin,
We far from Him did rove,
By sweet constraint He drew us in,
And waved His banner --- Love.
3 He spread the banquet, made us eat,
Bid all our fears remove;
Yea, o'er our guilty rebel heads
He placed His banner --- Love.
4 When careless of His rich repast
We've sought, alas, to rove,
He has recalled His faithless guest,
And raised His banner --- Love.
5 In every conflict we sustain
Our enemies shall prove,
Through Him the victory we obtain
Beneath His banner --- Love.
6 And when He calls us home at length
To feast with Him above,
Through all eternity we'll sing
His never-changing love.