Jesus stretched forth His hand, and caught him. Matthew 14:31
Words: Mrs. W. T. Morris, 1911.
Music: Grand Saline William J. Ramsay (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Morris’ full name, or where to get a good photo of her (head-and-shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels), or a better one of Ramsay,
My loving Lord in sympathy
With tenderest love came unto me;
And from the depths of misery,
With His own hands He lifted me.
With His own hands He lifted me,
With nail pierced hands He set me free;
From depths of sin and misery,
With blood stained hands Christ rescued me.
So long had I been bound by sin,
So deeply dyed, without, within,
And vain all better life had been,
Till Jesus’ touch had made me clean.
Yes, out of darkness into light,
And out of weakness into might,
Then out of blindness into sight
With nail pierced hands He set me free.
Ah! sweet indeed it is to sing
The praises of my Lord and king,
Who even down to me did bring
The song of love and victory.
O hallelujah! praise His name,
My blessèd Lord, always the same;
The loving One, who bore my shame,
And with His life blood rescued me.