1 Jesus, full of all compassion,
Hear thy humble suppliant’s cry,
Let me know thy great salvation,
See! I languish, faint, and die.
2 Guilty, but with heart relenting,
Overwhelm'd with helpless grief,
Prostrate at thy feet repenting,
Send, O send me quick relief!
3 Whither should a wretch be flying,
But to him who comfort gives?
Whither, from the dread of dying,
But to him who ever lives?
4 While I view thee, wounded grieving,
Breathless on the cursèd tree,
Fain I’d feel my heart believing
That thou sufferedst thus for me.
5 With thy righteousness and spirit,
I am more than angels blest;
Heir with thee all things inherit,
Peace, and joy, and endless rest.
6 Without thee, the world possessing,
I should be a wretch undone;
Search thro' Heaven, the land of blessing,
Seeking good, and finding none.
7 Hear then, blessed Savior, hear me,
My soul cleaveth to the dust;
Send the Comforter to cheer me,
Lo! in thee I put my trust.
8 On the word thy blood hath sealed,
Hangs my everlasting All;
Let thine arm be now revealed,
Stay, O stay me, lest I fall!
9 In the world of endless ruin
Let it never, Lord, be said,
"Here's a soul that perish'd, suing
"For the boasted Saviour's aid!"
10 Sav'd—the deed shall spread new glory
Thro' the shining realms above;
Angels sing the pleasing story,
All enraptur'd with thy love!
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