97. Jesus, My All

1 Lord, at thy mercy seat,
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Lord, hear my call;
Now let thy work begin
Oh, make me pure within,
Cleanse me from every sin,
Jesus my all.

2 Tears of repentant grief
Silently fall;
Hear thou my unbelief,
Hear thou my call;
Oh, how I pine for thee!
'Tis all my hope, my plea:
Jesus has died for me,
Jesus, my all.

3 Hark! how the words of love
Tenderly fall,
Ere to the realms above,
Heard is my call;
Now every doubt has flown,
Broken my heart of stone,
Lord, I am thine alone,
Jesus, my all.

4 Still at thy mercy-seat
Humbly I fall;
Pleading thy promise sweet,
Heard is my call;
Faith wings my soul to thee,
This all my hope shall be,
Jesus has died for me,
Jesus, my all.

Text Information
First Line: Lord, at thy mercy seat
Title: Jesus, My All
Author: Fanny Crosby
Language: English
Publication Date: 1875
Tune Information
Name: [Lord, at thy mercy seat]
Arranger: T. E. Perkins



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