I can hear
my Savior calling, I can hear my Savior’s voice,
I can hear
the One who died upon a tree.
Now the
devil cannot stop me for that Savior is my choice,
And in Him I
know I’ve gained the victory.
Brother can
you hear Him calling, can you hear His voice today,
Have you
tuned your ears to hear His welcome plea?
Don’t you
turn your back upon Him, let Him in your life to stay,
It was He
who died for you on Calvary!
Soon that
trumpet will be sounding and our Lord will then descend,
Bringing
with Him mighty angels and their swords.
There will
be no more denying Him here at the very end,
Dearest
brother, what will be your life’s reward?
I can hear
the Savior calling, and I know He calls to me,
And I know
I’ll never have to dwell alone.
For His
blood spells forgiveness and that blood has set me free,
And I can
hear my Savior calling me, “Come home!”
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