Verse 1

MY Saviour, Thou Thy love to me In shame, in want, in pain, hast showed; For me, on the accursed tree, Thou pouredst forth Thy guiltless blood; Thy wounds upon my heart impress, Nor aught shall the loved stamp efface.

Verse 2

More hard than marble is my heart, And foul with sins of deepest stain; But Thou the mighty Saviour art, Nor flowed Thy cleansing blood in vain: Ah, soften, melt this rock, and may Thy blood wash all these stains away

Verse 3

O that I, as a little child, May follow Thee, and never rest Till sweetly Thou hast breathed Thy mild And lowly mind into my breast! Nor ever may we parted be, Till I become as one spirit with Thee.

Verse 4

Still let Thy love point out my way; How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought! Still lead me, lest I go astray; Direct my word, inspire my thought; And if I fall, soon may I hear Thy voice, and know that love is near.

Verse 5

In suffering be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that important hour, In death as life be Thou my Guide, And save me, who for me hast died. Amen.

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