1 Jesus, my Saviour dear,
Thy loving voice I hear
Inviting me;
And from my wanderings
‘Mid earth’s embittered springs,
My trembling heart now clings,
Dear Lord, to Thee.

2 Thou hast entreated long,
To woo my soul from wrong,
My sings to blot;
And now my willing heart
Would fain from sin depart;
My only help Thou art;
Forsake me not.

3 How couldst Thou suffer so,
To save my soul from woe,
To make me Thine?
Help me, blest Lamb, I pray,
To cast my doubts away,
And to be Thine today,
And call Thee mine.

4 O listen to my cry!
Thy precious blood apply,
I now implore.
My heart, blest Saviour, take,
And there Thy dwelling make,
And there Thy dwelling make,
For evermore.