1 God of my Salvation, hear,
And help me to believe;
Simply do I now draw near,
Thy Blessing to receive:
Full of Guilt alas! I am,
But to thy Wounds for Refuge flee:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
2 Standing now as newly slain,
To thee I lift mine Eye;
Balm of all my Grief and Pain,
Thy Blood is always nigh:
Now as yesterday the same,
Thou art, and wilt for ever be:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
3 Nothing have I, Lord to pay,
Nor can thy Grace procure;
Empty send me not away,
For I,thou know'st am poor:
Dust and Ashes is my Name,
My all is Sin, and Misery:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
4 No good Word, or Work, or Thought,
Bring I to buy thy Grace:
Pardon I accept unbought,
Thy Proffer I embrace:
Coming, as at first I came,
To take and not bestow on thee:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
5 Saviour from thy wounded Side,
I never will depart,
Here will I my Spirit hide,
When I am pure in Heart,
Till my Place above I claim,
This only shall be all my Plea,
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me.
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First Line: | God of my Salvation, hear |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Penitential Hymns; liturgical: Confession Songs |