6-7s. 1 SAVIOUR, cast a pitying eye, Bid my sins and sorrows end; Whither should a sinner fly? Art not thou the sinner's friend? Rest in thee I gasp to find, Wretched I, and poor, and blind.
2 Haste, O haste, to my relief! From the iron furnace take; Bid me of my sin and grief, For thy love and mercy's sake; Set my heart at liberty, Show forth all thy power in me.
3 Me, the vilest of the race, Most unholy, most unclean; Me, the farthest from thy face, Full of misery and sin; Me with arms of love receive, Me, of sinners chief, forgive!
4 Jesus, on thine only name For salvation I depend, In thy gracious hands I am, Save me, save me to the end; Let the utmost grace be given, Save me quite from hell to heaven.