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11.10.11.10.R.11.10. 1 Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the grave; Weep o’er the erring ones, lift up the fallen, Tell them of Jesus, the mighty to save. Rescue the perishing, care for the dying, Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 2 Tho’ they are slighting Him, Still He is waiting, Waiting the penitent child to receive; Plead with them earnestly, plead with them gently; He will forgive if they only believe. 3 Down in the human heart, Crush’d by the tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore; Touched by a loving heart, Wakened by kindness, Cords that were broken will vibrate once more. 4 Rescue the perishing, Duty demands it; Strength for thy labour the Lord will provide; Back to the narrow way, Patiently win them; Tell the poor wand’rer a Saviour has died. F.J. Crosby