O mighty Savior, grant this day

1 Oh mighty Saviour, grant this day
To crown us with thy blessing.
And give us as we praise and pray,
A faith to work unceasing.
We children come with songs of joy,
And thank thee for this pleasure.
That we may win each girl and boy
To choose the heavenly treasure.

Chorus:
We're marching on, We're marching on,
And soon beyond the river,
In that blest land beyond the strand,
Where sorrow cometh never,
We hope to meet at Jesus' feet,
And part no more forever.
That we may win each girl and boy
To choose the heavenly treasure.

2 We'll gather from the lowly hut,
The little tattered "chither,"
And from the dainty little cot,
That's out upon the heather,
The poor, the low, the humble ones,
To hear the pleasing story,
Of Jesus who has died to give
Their souls a home in glory.

5 Yes, every where in street or hall,
For 'twould be such a pity
To leave but one though great or small,
Without the "Golden City."
We'll bring them to our "Sabbath Home,"
Their sinful pleasures leaving,
To where dear Jesus bids them come,
And learn the way to Heaven.


Source: The Little Sower for Sabbath Schools #91