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Poor, weak, and worthless though I am

Author: John Newton Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original, for Public and Private Worship, published by General Synod for the Evangelical Lutheran Church. 68th ed. (8th rev. ed.) #d633 (1855) Languages: English

Poor, weak, and worthless, though I am

Author: Newton Hymnal: The Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts #888 (1835)

Christ a Redeemer and Friend

Author: John Newton Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #751 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Poor, weak and worthless though I am Lyrics: 1. Poor, weak and worthless though I am I have a rich almighty friend; Jesus, the Savior, is His name; He freely loves, and without end. 2. He ransomed me from hell with blood, And by His power my foes controlled; He found me wandering far from God, And brought me to His chosen fold. 3. He cheers my heart, my wants supplies, And says that I shall shortly be, Enthroned with Him above the skies; O what a Friend is Christ to me! 4. But, ah! my inmost spirit mourns; And well my eyes with tears may swim, To think of my perverse returns: I’ve been a faithless friend to Him. 5. Often my gracious friend I grieve, Neglect, distrust, and disobey; And often Satan’s lies believe Sooner than all my Friend can say. 6. He bids me always freely come, And promises whate’er I ask: But I am straitened, cold and dumb, And count my privilege a task 7. Before the world that hates His course, My treacherous heart has throbbed with shame; Loath to forego the worlds applause, I hardly dare avow His name. 8. Sure, were I not most vile and base, I could not thus my friend requite! And were not He the God of grace, He’d frown and spurn me from His sight. Languages: English Tune Title: HAMBURG

Christ a Redeemer and Friend

Author: Newton Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #91 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Poor, weak, and worthless though I am Lyrics: 1 Poor, weak, and worthless though I am, I have a rich, almighty Friend; Jesus, the Saviour, is his name; He freely loves, and without end. 2 He ransomed me from hell with blood, And by his power my foes controlled; He found me wandering far from God, And brought me to his chosen fold. 3 He cheers my heart, my needs supplies, And says that I shall shortly be Enthroned with him above the skies; O what a Friend is Christ to me! Topics: Redemption Languages: English

Friend

Author: Newton Hymnal: Psalms, Hymns and Spiritual Songs #LV (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Poor, weak, and worthless though I am Lyrics: 1 Poor, weak and worthless tho' I am, I have a rich almighty Friend; Jesus, the Saviour, is his name, He freely loves, and without end. 2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood; And, by his pow'r, my foes control'd: He found me wand'ring far from God, And brought me to his chosen fold. 3 He cheers my heart, my wants supplies, And says that I shall shortly be Enthron'd with him above the skies, O! what a friend is Christ to me. Scripture: Proverbs 17:17 Languages: English

Poor, weak, and worthless tho' I am

Hymnal: The Good Old Songs #491 (1914) Languages: English Tune Title: ESTER

Friend

Author: Newton Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns #CLXX (1792) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Poor, weak, and worthless tho' I am Lyrics: 1 Poor, weak and worthless tho' I am, I have a rich almighty friend; Jesus, the Savior, is his name, He freely loves, and without end. 2 He ransom'd me from hell with blood, And, by his power, my foes control'd: He found me wandering far from God, And brought me to his chosen fold. 3 He cheers my heart, my wants supplies, And says that I shall shortly be Enthron'd with him above the skies, O! what a friend is Christ to me! Pause. 4 But ah! my inmost spirit mourns, And well my eyes with tears may swim, To think of my perverse returns; I've been a faithless friend to him. 5 Often my gracious friend I grieve, Neglect, distrust and disobey, And often Satan's lies believe, Sooner than all my friend can say. 6 [He bids me always freely come, And promises what'er I ask: But I am straighten'd, cold, and dumb, And count my privilege a task. 7 Before the world that hates his cause, My treach'rous heart has throbb'd with shame Lot to forego the world's applause, I hardly dare avow his name.] 8 Sure were not I most vile and base, I could not thus my friend requite! And were not he the God of grace, He'd frown and spurn me from his sight. Topics: Characters and Representations of Christ Friend; Christ Friend Scripture: 2 Samuel 16:17 Languages: English