# 355 Where Cross The Crowded Ways Of Life
1. Where cross the crowded ways of life Where sound the cries of race and clan Above the noise of selfish strife, We hear Your voice, O Son of Man.
2. From tender childhood’s helplessness, From human grief and burdened toil, From famished souls, from sorrows, stress, Your heart has never known recoil.
3. The cup of water giv’n for You Still holds the freshness of Your grace Yet long these multitudes to view The strong compassion in Your face.
4. O Master, from the mountainside Make haste to heal these hearts of pain Among these restless throngs abide; O tread the city’s streets again;
5. Till all the world shall learn Your love And follow where Your feet have trod Till glorious from Your heav’n above, Shall come the city of our God.