He Shed His Blood for All

Verse 1

Nineteen hundred million souls, Standing near the final goal, Soon we’ll see the awful judgment on them fall; Must they truly be consigned To the pit, and there confined, Since the blessed Savior shed His blood for all?

Verse 2

Every second, sad to tell, Counts another soul in hell, Dreadful sight to see them bound in sin’s dark pall; What in life we all may do, Can but save a very few, Yet the blessed Savior shed His blood for all.

Verse 3

Though a million be brought in, There’s a billion yet in sin, Quickly bear the gospel message unto all; Preach the word at any cost, For the world in sin is lost, Yet the blessed Savior shed His blood for all.

Verse 4

Can we tarry home for dross, While beholding such a loss? If we can, from heaven’s grace we’ll surely fall; Quickly leave thy cottage door, Spread the truth from shore to shore, For the blessed Savior shed His blood for all.