Salvation by Mrs. M. A. Batey

Pacific Press Publishing Association · Mountain View, California · Jan 27, 1914

Salvation

By Mrs. M. A. Batey

I WOULD not be an angel. They can not sympathize With man in his temptations, His doubts, and fears, and sighs. But Christ, my "elder Brother," My nature did assume, And perfect made through suffering, My Saviour did become.

I'd rather have the prefix, "A sinner saved by grace," Than be the tallest angel That soars through endless space. Near Calvary I'd linger, And while the cross I see, Say, with adoring wonder, "He gave Himself for me."

How sweet the theme salvation! My soul, prolong the strain, Till men of every nation Have heard of Jesus' name — Till in our home in glory, With all the ransomed throng, We sing the old, old story, The Lamb's redemption song.

Mrs. M. A. Batey.