The Penitent’s Plea (Booth)

Savior

hear me

while be­fore Thy feet

I the re­cord of my sins re­peat

Stained with guilt

my­self ab­hor­ring

Filled with grief

my soul out­pour­ing;

Canst Thou still in mer­cy think of me

Stoop to set my shac­kled spir­it free

Raise my sink­ing heart

and bid me be

Thy child once more?

Grace there is my ev­ery debt to pay

Blood to wash my ev­ery sin away

Power to keep me sin­less day by day

For me

for me!

All the me­mo­ries of deeds gone by

Rise with­in me and Thy pow­er de­fy;

With a death­ly chill en­snar­ing

They would leave my soul des­pair­ing.

Savior

take my hand

I can­not tell

How to stem the tides that round me swell

How to ease my con­science or to quell

My flam­ing heart.

Yet why should I fear

hast Thou not died

That no seek­ing soul should be de­nied?

To that heart its sins con­fess­ing

Canst Thou fail to give a bless­ing?

By the love and pi­ty Thou hast shown

By the blood that did for me atone

Boldly will I kneel be­fore Thy throne

A plead­ing soul.

All the riv­ers of Thy grace I claim

Over ev­ery pro­mise write my name;

As I am I come be­liev­ing

As Thou art Thou dost

re­ceiv­ing

Bid me rise a free and par­doned slave;

Master o’er my sin

the world

the grave

Charging me to preach Thy pow­er to save

To sin-bound souls.