Sin No More (McCabe)

When did ev­er words so ten­der

Fall on mor­tal ears be­fore

As the bless­èd words of Je­sus—

Go thy way

and sin no more.

Pardoned! oh

that word of rap­ture!

As I knelt at mer­cy’s door

Burdened with my sin and sor­row

Go thy way

and sin no more.

Jesus spake

and then the pow­er

Of His great sal­va­tion came;

All the bonds of sin were brok­en;

Glory! glo­ry! to His name.

Rise

for­giv’n

O child of sor­row;

Rise

for lo! thy light hath come;

Put thy beau­te­ous gar­ments on thee;

Take thy staff

and jour­ney home.

I will know the way thou tak­est

Till thou stand on Ca­naan’s shore;

Never

nev­er will I leave thee;

Go thy way

and sin no more.

From the world I will not take thee

Till the bat­tle strife is o’er;

From its ev­il I will keep thee;

Go thy way

and sin no more.

Oh

the fight! I’ve learned to love it

For the vic­to­ry is mine;

In the cross of Christ I glo­ry

Triumphing in love di­vine.

O the dawn of Heav­en’s glo­ry!

O the day that has no night!

O the sun that finds no ze­nith!

O the host in rai­ment bright!

O

the King who dwells among them

In His beau­ty I shall see;

Heav’n shall ring with loud ho­san­nas

Unto Him who died for me.

But

’mid all the joys of Heav­en

I will ne’er for­get the hour

When my Sav­ior said

For­giv­en!

Go thy way

and sin no more!