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Eliza H. Hamilton·Modern
Verse 1
Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry;
Unless thou help me, I must die;
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh
And take me as I am.
Refrain
Take me as I am,
Take me as I am;
Oh, bring thy free salvation nigh,
And take me as I am.
Verse 2
Helpless I am, and full of guilt,
But yet for me thy blood was spilt,
And thou canst make me as thou wilt,
But take me as I am.
Verse 3
I thirst, I long to know thy love,
Thy full salvation I would prove;
But since to thee I cannot move
Oh, take me as I am.
Verse 4
If thou hast work for me to do,
Inspire my will, my heart renew,
And work both in and by me, too,
But take me as I am.
Verse 5
And when at last the work is done.
The battle o’er, the victory won,
Still, still my cry shall be alone,
Oh, take me as I am.
Eliza H. Hamilton, “Jesus, My Lord, to Thee I Cry”
Otterbein 1890 No. 241 · P.M · Take Me As I Am
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Hugh Stowell·Modern
Verse 1
From every stormy wind that blows,
From every swelling tide of woes,
There is a calm, a sure retreat;--
’Tis found before the mercy-seat.
Verse 2
There is a place where Jesus sheds
The oil of gladness on our heads,--
A place, than all besides, more sweet;
It is the blood-bought mercy-seat.
Verse 3
There is a spot where spirits blend,
Where friend holds fellowship with friend;
Though sundered far, by faith they meet
Around one common mercy-seat.
Verse 4
There, there, on eagle’s wings we soar,
And time, and sense seem all no more;
And heaven comes down our souls to greet,
And glory crowns the mercy-seat!
Verse 5
Oh! may my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent, cold, and still,
This bounding heart forget to beat,
If I forget the mercy-seat!
Hugh Stowell, “From Every Stormy Wind That Blows”
Otterbein 1890 No. 384 · L.M · Retreat
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