Weary of wandering from my God, And now made willing to return I hear and bow me to the rod For thee, not without hope, I mourn: I have an Advocate above A Friend before the throne of love.
O Jesu, full of truth and grace More full of grace than I of sin Yet once again I seek Thy face: Open Thine arms and take me in And freely my backslidings heal And love the faithless sinner still.
Thou know’st the way to bring me back My fallen spirit to restore O for Thy truth and mercy’s sake, Forgive, and bid me sin no more: The ruins of my soul repair And make my heart a house of prayer.
Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart That trembles at the approach of sin; A godly fear of sin impart, Implant, and root it deep within, That I may dread Thy gracious power, And never dare to offend Thee more. Amin.