Christ is all, and is in all.@Colossians 3:11
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Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Fan­ny Cros­by, in The Ply­mouth Sab­bath School Col­lec­tion of Hymns and Tunes (New York: Will­iam B. Brad­bury and Iv­i­son, Phin­ney, Blake­man & Com­pa­ny, 1865), page 154.

Beth­a­ny (Ma­son) Lo­well Ma­son, 1856 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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Lowell Mason (1792–1872)

Some one was sing­ing the air to the old Scotch song Ro­bin Adair, and I re­marked how beau­ti­ful it was. Hen­ry Brown said, I chal­lenge you to write a hymn to that mel­o­dy. I im­me­di­ate­ly wrote the words.

Crosby, p. 644

Lord, at Thy mercy seat, humbly I fall;
Pleading Thy promise sweet, Lord, hear my call;
Now let Thy work begin, oh, make me pure within,
Cleanse me from every sin, Jesus, my all.

Tears of repentant grief, silently fall;
Help Thou my unbelief, hear Thou my call;
Oh, how I pine for Thee! ’Tis all my hope and plea:
Jesus has died for me, Jesus, my all.

Still at Thy mercy seat, Savior, I fall;
Trusting Thy promise sweet, heard is my call;
Faith wings my soul to Thee; this all my song shall be,
Jesus has died for me, Jesus my all.