I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God; He bears them all, and frees us From the accursèd load; I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains White in His blood most precious, Till not a stain remains.
I lay my wants on Jesus; All fullness dwells in Him; He heals all my diseases, He doth my soul redeem: I lay my griefs on Jesus, My burdens and my cares; He from them all releases, He all my sorrows shares.
I rest my soul on Jesus, This weary soul of mine; His right hand me embraces, I on His breast recline. I love the name of Jesus, Immanuel, Christ, the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes His name abroad is poured.
I long to be like Jesus, Meek, loving, lowly, mild; I long to be like Jesus, The Father’s holy child: I long to be with Jesus, Amid the heavenly throng, To sing with saints His praises, To learn the angels’ song. Amin