1 Out across the dusk, as evening falls,
Comes softly stealing a voice that calls,
‘Tis the Saviour calling you and me,
Calling, “Come, follow me!”
Chorus:
We would see Jesus and follow Him;
We would crown Jesus our Lord and King;
Then by His grace, in His strength we’ll go
Where’er He leads us, His light to show.
2 Saviour, we have heard and come to Thee,
Send us, we pray Thee, Thy heralds to be;
If Thou go before us, we know no fear,
Dauntless If Thou be near. [Chorus]
Source: Gloria in Excelsis #60