Hymn 177
Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee, with my soul;
Jesu, emi o fi ọkàn mi fun Ọ
- Jesus, I will trust Thee, trust Thee, with my soul;
Guilty, lost, and helpless, Thou canst make me whole,
There is none in heaven or on earth like Thee:
Thou hast died for sinners --- therefore, Lord for me - Jesus, I may trust Thee, name of matchless worth
Spoken by the angel at Thy wondrous birth;
Written, and forever, on Thy cross of shame,
Sinners read and worship, trusting in that name - Jesus, I must trust Thee, pondering Thy ways,
Full of love and mercy all Thine earthly days:
Sinners gather'd round Thee, lepers sought Thy face ---
None too vile or loathsome for a Saviour's grace - Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written word,
Though Thy voice of pity I have never heard,
When Thy Spirit teacheth, to my taste how sweet ---
Only may I harken, sitting at Thy feet - Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust without a doubt;
Whosoever cometh, Thou wilt not cast out;
Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood;
These my soul's salvation, Thou my Saviour God