HYMN LXVI. A Sinner applying to Christ

God of my Salvation hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy Blessing to receive, Full of Guilt alas! I am; But to thy Wounds for Refuge flee: Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me!

Nothing have I Lord to pay, Nor can thy Grace procure; Empty send me not away, For I, thou know'st am poor; Dust and Ashes is my Name, My all is sin and Misery; Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Bood was shed for me!

Without Money, without Price, I come thy Love to buy; From myself I turn my Eyes, The Chief of sinners I. Take, O take me as I am, And let me lose myself in Thee! Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy Blood was shed for me!