1 I heard my dying Savior say,
“My life I give for thine;
Thy sin is now all washed away,
And thou art wholly mine,
And thou art wholly mine.”
2 I pondered o’er each loving word,
They seemed so sweet to me;
I cried, “My Savior and my Lord,
I’ll ever trust in Thee,
I’ll ever trust in Thee.
3 And then I felt His blood applied,
My inbred sin depart;
My soul was wholly sanctified,
His love filled all my heart,
His love filled all my heart.
4 He fills me now with perfect peace,
My need He doth supply;
And on His never-changing grace
I can for aye rely,
I can for aye rely.
5 O Soul, so troubled, sad and worn,
Come, lay thy burden down;
Accept the cross which Christ hath borne,
And thou shalt wear the crown,
And thou shalt wear the crown.
Source: Burning Bush Songs No. 1 #37a
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|Burning Bush Songs No. 1 #37a||The Sweet, Old Story||I heard my dying Savior say||[I heard my dying Savior say]||Arthur F. Ingler||John 3:16||1902|