Browse by Genre

Verse 1

Of him who did salvation bring,
I could forever think and sing;
Arise, ye needy, he’ll relieve;
Arise, ye guilty, he’ll forgive.

Verse 2

Ask but his grace, and lo, ’tis given!
Ask, and he turns your hell to heaven;
Though sin and sorrow wound my soul,
Jesus, thy balm will make me whole.

Verse 3

’Tis thee I love, for thee alone,
I shed my tears, and make my moan!
Where’er I am, where’er I move,
I meet the object of my love.

Verse 4

Insatiate to this spring I fly;
I drink, and yet am ever dry;
Ah! who against thy charms is proof?
Ah, who that loves can love enough?