Looking unto Jesus

Lamb of God for sinners slain,
To Thee I feebly pray:
Heal me of my grief and pain,
O, take my sins away!
From this bondage, Lord, release;
No longer let me be opprest:
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to Thy breast.
Hast Thou not invited all
Who groan beneath their sin?
Weary, I obey Thy call,
And come to be made clean:
Give my burden'd conscience ease;
O, grant me now the promised rest:
Jesus, Master, &c.

Wilt Thou cast a sinner out
Who humbly comes to Thee?
No, my God, I cannot doubt
Thy mercy is for me.
Let me then obtain the grace
And be of paradise possest:
Jesus, Master, &c.

Full of pain and sin am I,
I ever bear my shame,
Waiting till my Lord pass by,
And call me by my name:
Surely now my pain He sees,
And I shall quickly be released!
Jesus, Master, &c.

Worldly good I do not want.
Be that to others given;
Only for Thy love I pant,
My all in earth and heaven;
This the crown I fain would seize,
The good wherewith I would be blest
Jesus, Master, &c.

This delight I fain would prove,
And then resign my breath;
Join the happy few, whose love
Was mightier than death:
Let it not my Lord displease,
That I would die to be Thy guest;
Jesus, Master, seal my peace,
And take me to Thy breast.