There’s No One Like My Savior

There’s no one like my Sav­ior

Of all who earth have trod

The al­to­ge­ther love­ly

The im­age of our God.

There’s no one like my Sav­ior

Among the an­gels bright;

His glo­ry theirs out­shin­eth

As day out­shin­eth night.

Some day I shall be like Him

Immortal

glo­ri­fied

And see Him robed in splen­dor

My Lord

once cru­ci­fied.

He found me a poor sin­ner

A lost

des­pair­ing one

If left with­out His mer­cy

For ev­er­more un­done.

But oh

He had com­pass­ion!

He took me by the hand

And said Thou art for­giv­en

My grace will help thee stand.

With right­eous­ness He clothed me

Creating me anew;

And now my heart He sprin­kles

With Heav’n’s re­fresh­ing dew.

Oh

glo­ry hal­le­lu­jah!

My will to His re­signed

The Spir­it is trans­form­ing

My soul

and heart

and mind.

And now the old

old sto­ry

I pant to tell abroad—

The name and fame of Je­sus

My king

my Lord

my God.

Oh

come to­day

ye sin­ners

Come all with one ac­cord;

Renounce your sins forev­er

And call up­on the Lord.