1 Lamb of God for sinners slain,
To thee I feebly pray,
Heal me of my grief and pain,
O take my sins away.
From this bondage, Lord, release,
No longer let me be oppressed:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.
2 Hast thou not invited all
Who groan beneath their sin?
Weary I obey thy call,
And come to be made clean:
Give my burdened conscience ease,
O grant me now the promised rest:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.
3 Wilt thou cast a sinner out
Who humbly comes to thee?
No, my God, I cannot doubt,
Thy mercy is for me:
Let me then obtain the grace,
And be of paradise possessed:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.
4 Full of pain and sin am I,
I ever bear my shame,
Waiting till my Lord pass by,
And call me by my name:
Surely now my pain he sees,
And I shall quickly be released:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.
5 Worldly good I do not want,
Be that to others given,
Only for thy love I pant,
My all in earth and heaven;
This the crown I fain would seize,
The good wherewith I would be blest:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.
6 This delight I fain would prove,
And then resign my breath,
Join the happy few, whose love
Was mightier than death.
Let it not my Lord displease,
That I would die to be thy guest;
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to thy breast.