Called To Be Saints

Could there be a greater blessing Ever given mortal man Than to know he has a calling, One that’s even higher than That of angels, who attend him- Though they heav’nly creatures be— They protect sons of the Father— Sons and daughters—you and me. Oh, how great a love has bought us While in filth, depraved, we stood. He has cleansed us through the life-blood Of His Son, the only good. What a glorious, holy calling: To be saints, who sinners are; Let us strive to walk each moment...