My album is the savage breast
Where tempests rage and darkness rests,
Without one ray of light.
To write the name of Jesus there
To point to worlds both bright and fair,
To see the heathen bow in prayer
Is my supreme delight.
My album is the savage breast
Where tempests rage and darkness rests,
Without one ray of light.
To write the name of Jesus there
To point to worlds both bright and fair,
To see the heathen bow in prayer
Is my supreme delight.