1 Jesus, save my dying soul,
Make the broken spirit whole;
Humbled in the dust I lie;
Saviour, leave me not to die.
2 Jesus, full of ev'ry grace,
Now reveal Thy smiling face;
Grant the joy of sin forgiven,
Foretaste of the bliss of heaven.
3 All my guilt to Thee is known--
Thou art righteous, Thou alone;
All my help is from Thy cross;
All beside I count but loss.
4 Lord, in Thee I now believe;
Wilt Thou--wilt Thou not forgive?
Helpless at Thy feet I lie;
Saviour, leave me not to die.
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First Line: | Jesus, save my dying soul |
Meter: | 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Contrition; Conviction; Forgiveness: Of Sin(2 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Hastings |