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Verse 1

How sad our state by nature is!
Our sin--how deep it stains!
And Satan binds our captive minds,
Fast in his slavish chains.

Verse 2

But there’s a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds from the sacred word;--
“Ho! ye despairing sinners! come
And trust a faithful Lord.”

Verse 3

My soul obeys the gracious call
And runs to this relief;
I would believe thy promise, Lord!
Oh! help my unbelief.

Verse 4

To the blest fountain of thy blood,
Incarnate God! I fly;
Here let me wash my spotted soul,
From crimes of deepest dye.

Verse 5

A guilty, weak, and helpless worm,
On thy kind arms I fall;
Be thou my strength and righteousness
My Jesus, and my all.

Verse 1

Father, I stretch my hand to thee;
No other help I know:
If thou withdraw thyself from me,
Ah! whither shall I go?

Refrain

I do believe, I now believe
That Jesus died for me;
And thro’ his blood, his precious blood,
I shall from sin be free.

Verse 2

What did thine only Son endure.
Before I drew my breath?
What pain, what labor, to secure
My soul from endless death!

Verse 3

O Jesus, could I this believe,
I now should feel thy power;
And all my wants thou would’st relieve,
In this accepted hour.

Verse 4

Author of faith! to thee I lift
My weary, longing eyes;
Oh, let me now receive that gift--
My soul without it dies.

Verse 5

Surely thou canst not let me die;
Oh, speak, and I shall live,
And here I will unwearied lie,
Till thou thy Spirit give.

Verse 6

How would my fainting soul rejoice,
Could I but see thy face;
Now let me hear thy quick’ning voice,
And taste thy pard’ning grace.

Verse 1

Jesus! thou art the sinner’s Friend;
As such I look to thee;
Now, in the fullness of thy love,
O Lord! remember me.

Verse 2

Remember thy pure word of grace,--
Remember Calvary;
Remember all thy dying groans,
And, then, remember me.

Verse 3

Thou wondrous Advocate with God!
I yield myself to thee;
While thou art sitting on thy throne,
Dear Lord! remember me.

Verse 4

Lord! I am guilty--I am vile,
But thy salvation’s free;
Then, in thine all abounding grace,
Dear Lord! remember me.

Verse 1

Arise, my soul, arise,
Shake off thy guilty fears;
The bleeding sacrifice
In my behalf appears;
Before the throne my Surety stands,
My name is written on his hands.

Verse 2

He ever lives above,
For me to intercede;
His all-redeeming love,
His precious blood to plead;
His blood atoned for all our race,
And sprinkles now the throne of grace.

Verse 3

Five bleeding wounds he bears,
Received on Calvary;
They pour effectual prayers,
They strongly speak for me;
Forgive him, O forgive, they cry,
Nor let that ransomed sinner die.

Verse 4

The Father hears him pray,
His dear Anointed One;
He cannot turn away
The presence of his Son;
His Spirit answers to the blood,
And tells me I am born of God.

Verse 5

My God is reconciled,
His pard’ning voice I hear,
He owns me for his child,
I can no longer fear;
With confidence I now draw nigh,
And Father, Abba, Father, cry.