Jesu! who in sor­row dy­ing
Didst de­liv­er­ance bring to me,
Whilst my sins for ven­geance cry­ing
Nailed Thee to the shame­ful tree;
Thou who Sa­tan’s pow­er sub­du­est,
And the sin­ner’s hope re­new­est,
Biddest all so gra­cious­ly
That I needs must come to Thee.

Born in sin—my life trans­gress­ion,
Oh how I have gone as­tray!
But I make Thee full con­fess­ion—
Naught but sin hath marked my way.
Grant me grac­ious­ly re­mis­sion,
Who am wound­ed with con­tri­tion.
Be no more my tres­pass sought
Which on me Thy wrath hath brought.

I be­lieve—in Thee be­liev­ing,
Leave me not, O Lord, to die;
Strength and grace from Thee re­ceiv­ing,
I may sin and death de­fy.
Now I stay me on Thy bless­ing,
Till, the sight of Thee pos­sess­ing,
I shall live from con­flict free,
Happy in eter­ni­ty.