Mark 2:17: Righteous in our own esteem

Righteous in our own esteem,
Far from Jesus we remove,
Just, we have no need of Him,
Him, or His forgiving love:
But if sick of sin we groan.
To the kind Physician cry,
He doth then His patients own,
He doth then His blood apply.

When He hath begun our cure,
Seal'd the pardon on our heart,
Made our life and nature pure,
Shall we bid Him then depart?
No, unless with us He stays,
Still applies His balmy blood,
We shall forfeit all His grace.
Live to sin, and die to God.