1 How shall a lost sinner in pain,
Recover his forfeited peace?
When brought into bondage again,
What hope of a second release?
Will mercy itself be so kind
To spare such a rebel as me?
And O, can I possibly find
Such plenteous redemption in thee?
2 O Jesus, of thee I require,
If still thou art able to save,
The brand to pluck out of the fire,
And ransom my soul from the grave;
The help of thy spirit restore,
And show me the life-giving blood;
And pardon a sinner once more,
And bring me again unto God.
3 O Jesus, in pity draw near,
Come quickly to help a lost soul,
To comfort a mourner appear,
And make a poor Lazarus whole;
The balm of thy mercy apply,
Thou seest the sore anguish I fell,
Save, Lord, or I perish, I die,
O save, or I sink into hell!
4 I sink if thou longer delay
Thy pardoning mercy to show:
Come quickly, and kindly display
The power of thy passion below:
By all thou hast done for my sake,
One drop of thy blood I implore:
Now, now let it touch me, and make
The sinner a sinner no more.
Source: Hymns, Selected and Original: for public and private worship (1st ed.) #412