8.7.8.7.D. sung to Bradbury 1 SAVIOUR, through the desert lead us, Without Thee we cannot go; Thou from cruel chains hast freed us, And hast laid the tyrant low: Let Thy presence Cheer us all our journey through. 2 Through a desert waste and cheerless, Though our destined journey lie, Rendered by Thy presence fearless, We may every foe defy: Nought shall move us, While we see Thee, Saviour, nigh. 3 With a price Thy love has bought us, (Saviour, what a love is Thine!) Hitherto Thy power has brought us, (Power and love in Thee combine): Lord of glory, Ever on Thy loved ones shine! | Alternative tunes (8.7.8.7.D.)
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