Oh, Tender And Sweet Was The Master’s Voice
As He Lovingly Called To Me
Come Over The Line ! It Is Only A Step
I Am Waiting, My Child, For Thee !

Over The Line ! Hear The Sweet Refrain !
Angels Are Chanting The Heavenly Strain !
Over The Line Why Should I Remain,
With A Step Between Me And Jesus ?

But My Sins Are Many, My Faith Is Small
Lo ! The Answer Came Quick And Clear
Thou Needest Not Trust In Thyself At All
Step Over The Line I Am Here !

But My Flesh Is Weak, I Tearfully Said,
And The Way I Cannot See ;
I Fear If I Try I May Sadly Fail,
And Thus May Dishonour Thee !

Ah, The World Is Cold, And I Cannot Go Back ;
Press Forward I Surely Must
I Will Place My Hand In His Wounded Palm,
Step Over The Line, And Trust,

Over The Line ! Hear The Sweet Refrain !
Angels Are Chanting The Heavenly Strain !
Over The Line I Will Not Remain ;
I’ll Cross It And Go To Jesus !