Scripture Verse

I called on Your name, O Lord, from the depths of the pit. You heard my plea. Lamentations 3:55–56


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by (1820–1915).

Music: Bent­ley D. Ack­ley, in Make Christ King, Com­bined, ed­it­ed by Ed­win O. Ex­cell (Chi­ca­go, Il­li­nois: Glad Tid­ings, 1916) (🔊 pdf nwc).

Bentley D. Ackley (1872–1958)


What I am, Thine eye can see,
Yet I come, O Lord, to Thee.
Though my sins are crim­son red,
Yet for me Thy blood was shed.


This my plea, my on­ly plea:
Through Thy of­fer­ing once for me,
I may cast my­self on Thee,
Jesus, my Re­deem­er.

As I am, I seek Thy face,
Kneeling at the door of grace;
O for­give this heart of mine,
Cleanse me now and seal me Thine.


As I am, O bless­èd Lord,
I be­lieve and trust Thy Word;
Let my soul no long­er roam,
Take, O take the wan­d’rer home.


Lost, but found, my sins for­giv’n,
Child of God and heir of Heav’n;
Lost, but found, what joy is mine!
Thou dost cleanse and keep me Thine.