By A Collection of Hymns

      7s & 6s.
      1 JESU, friend of sinners, hear,
      Yet once again I pray;
      From my debt of sin set clear,
      For I have nought to pay;
      Speak, O speak, the kind release,
      A poor backsliding soul restore!
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.

      2 For my selfishness and pride
      Thou hast withdrawn thy grace,
      Left me long to wander wide,
      An outcast from thy face;
      But I now my sins confess,
      And mercy, mercy, I implore;
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.

      3 Though my sins as mountains rise,
      And swell and reach to heaven,
      Mercy is above the skies,
      I may be still forgiven;
      Infinite my sin's increase,
      But greater is thy mercy's store;
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.

      4 Sin's deceitfulness hath spread
      A hardness o'er my heart;
      But if thou thy Spirit shed,
      This hardness shall depart;
      Shed thy love, thy tenderness,
      And let me feel thy softening power;
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.

      5 From the oppressive power of sin
      My struggling spirit free;
      Perfect righteousness bring in,
      Unspotted purity;
      Speak, and all this war shall cease,
      And sin shall give its raging o'er;
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.

      6 For this only thing I pray,
      And this will I require,
      Take the power of sin away,
      Fill me with pure desire;
      Perfect me in holiness,
      Thine image to my soul restore,
      Love me freely, seal my peace,
      And bid me sin no more.