No One Like My Saviour

There’s no one like my Saviour, No friend can be like Him; My never failing sunshine When earthly lights grow dim; When summer flow'rs are blooming, The brightness of my joy; O, may His happy service My heart and life employ!

No one, no one like my precious Saviour, No one, no, such a friend can be; No one, no one like my precious Saviour, Glory, glory, Jesus cares for me.

There’s no one like my Saviour; In seasons of distress He draws me closer to Him, To comfort and to bless; He gives me in temptation The strength of His right arm; His angels camp around me To keep me from all harm.

There’s no one like my Saviour; He pardons all my sin, And gives his Holy Spirit A springing well within; He leads me out to service With gentle touch and mild; O wonder of all wonders That I should be His child!

There’s no one like my Saviour, Come now, and find it true; He gave His life a ransom, His blood was shed for you; Then when we reach the City Of everlasting light, We’ll sing with saints and angels, All honour, pow'r and might.