If I Were A Voice, A Persuasive Voice,
I Could Travel The Wide World Thro’,
I Would Fly On The Gleam Of The Morning Beam,
And Tell Men To Be True.

I Would Fly
Far Away
I’d Point To The Light,
Show Sin’s Darksome Night,
That Men Might Take Heed And Be Free.

If I Were A Voice, A Consoling Voice,
I Would Travel With Wings Of Air;
And The Dwellings Of Sorrow And Guilt I’d Seek,
To Save Men From Despair.

If I Were A Voice, An Immortal Voice,
I Would Travel The Earth Around,
And Wherever A Man To His Idols Bow’d,
The Gospel Note I’d Sound.