Text: | I am wretched, poor, and needy |
Tune: | REPENTANCE |
Composer: | Broster |
1 I am wretched, poor, and needy;
Whither shall I fly?
There's a voice within
that tells me I must surely die.
Some have sought him; some have found him;
From their fears set free,
They sing his praises all the day;
But 'tis not so with me.
2 Oft he calls me as he passes,
Bids me come to him:
Oh, I cannot find the Saviour,
For my eyes are dim.
Some have sought him; some have found him:
From their blindness free,
They follow Jesus in the way;
But 'tis not so with me.
3 Conscience tells me of my danger,
Bids me not delay;
But I wander without knowing
How to find the way.
Some have found him, and press onward;
From their burdens free.
The shining goals is full in view;
But 'tis not so with me.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | I am wretched, poor, and needy |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. Tune for 210 in "American Sunday School Hymn Book" (ASS1860a) |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | REPENTANCE |
Composer: | Broster |
Key: | A♭ Major |
Notes: | Public Domain. |