1. Take me, O my Father, take me,Take me, save me thro' Thy Son; That which Thou wouldst

1. I am trusting Thee, Lord Jesus, Trusting only Thee; Trusting Thee for full salvation, Great and free.

am, without one plea, But that Thy blood was shed for me,

1. Jesus, Lov-er of my soul, Let me to Thy bo-som fly, While the near- er

1. Hark! how the blood-bought hosts above Conspire to chant the Saviour's love In sweet harmonious strains!

And while they strike their golden lyres, This glorious theme each bosom fires, That "Grace triumphant reigns!"

cy flows from heav-en! O what joy and happiness!