1 O that my load of sin were gone!
O that I could at last submit
At Jesus' feet to lay me down,
To lay my soul at Jesus' feet!

2 When shall mine eyes behold the Lamb,
The GOD of my salvation see!
Weary, O LORD, thou know's t I am;
Yet still I cannot come to thee.

3 Rest for my soul I long to find;
Saviour, if mine indeed thou art,
Give me thy meek and lowly mind,
And stamp thine image on my heart.

4 I would, but thou must give the pow'r,
My heart from ev'ry sin release;
Bring near, bring near the joyful hour,
And fill me with thy heav'nly peace.

5 Come, LORD, the drooping sinner chear,
Let not my JESUS long delay;
Appear, in my hard heart appear,
My GOD< my Saviour, come away.