There's 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 lift employ.

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, power and might.