Christ delivered me when bound

Christ delivered me when bound

And when bleeding

healed my wound;

Sought me wand’ring

set me right

Turned my darkness into light.

Can a woman’s tender care

Cease towards the child she bare?

Yes

she may forgetful be;

Yet will He remember me.

His is an unchanging love

Higher than the heights above;

Deeper than the depths beneath

Free and faithful

strong as death.

I shall see His glory soon

When the work of grace is done;

Partner of His throne shall be;

Such is His great love for me!

Lord

it is my chief complaint

That my love is weak and faint;

Yet I love Thee

and adore:

Oh for grace to love Thee more.