Scripture Verse

With His wounds we are healed. Isaiah 53:5

Introduction

Words: Will­iam Will­iams (1717–1791) (Cymmer, Jesu fi fl’r ydwyf); trans­lat­or un­known.

Music: Bryn Cal­fa­ria Will­iam Ow­en, 1852 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Owen (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

portrait
William Williams
(1717–1791)

Lyrics

Take me as I am, O Savior
Better I can never be;
Thou alone canst bring me nearer
Self but draws me far from Thee.
I can never, I can never, I can never
But within Thy wounds be saved,
But within Thy wounds be saved.

Wearied of the desert journey
Which through pain and peril goes,
I have failed, alone, to conquer
E’en the meanest of my foes.
But the strongest, but the strongest, but the strongest,
Flies before Thy glorious name,
Flies before Thy glorious name.

Calvary’s blood the weak exalteth
More than conquerors to be;
Calvary’s blood the strong abaseth
Myriad hosts to bow to Thee.
O revive me, O revive me, O revive me
With a breeze from Calvary,
With a breeze from Calvary.

I will trust Thy might unmeasured
Great the work that marks Thy way;
Thou hast death, and Thou hast Satan,
Thou hast hell beneath Thy sway;
Hill of Calv’ry! Hill of Calv’ry! Hill of Calv’ry!
I shall praise for evermore.
I shall praise for evermore.