Matthew 8:2: Jesus, I come to Thee

Jesus, I come to Thee
In humble faith and prayer,
My loathsome leprosy
With conscious shame declare,
I own the greatness of my fall.
And at Thy feet for mercy call.

Thy grace invisible,
(If Thou Thy grace exert,)
Can all my sickness heal,
My sinfulness convert;
Thy power can make itself obey'd,
And save the soul Thy hands have made,

But shall I doubt Thy will,
Acknowledging Thy power?
Thou art a Saviour still.
Whom prostrate I adore,
Till by Thine healing touch I prove
My Saviour is almighty love.