27. Millions Are Perishing

Millions are perishing over the sea, dying in sin and in anguish untold; Jesus has purchased their life on the cross, how can we their pardon withhold?

Calling for you, calling for me; Hear them still calling for you and for me.

2.

Millions are perishing over the sea, sorrow, misfortune and sadness are theirs; Have we forgotten their souls are in need, the while we are heaven’s own heirs?

Calling for you, calling for me; Hear them still calling for you and for me.

3.

Millions are perishing over the sea, why is it, brother, benighted they roam?  While they are sinking, eternally lost, We’re resting so sweetly at home.

Calling for you, calling for me; Hear them still calling for you and for me.

4.

Millions are perishing over the sea, love can but answer their cries o’er the main; Tarry no longer, O tell of the cross, for them the dear Savior was slain.

Calling for you, calling for me; Hear them still calling for you and for me.