1. No, not despairingly
Come I to Thee,
No, not distrustingly
Bend I the knee;
Sin hath gone over me,
Yet this is still my plea:
Jesus hath died.

2. Ah! mine iniquity
Crimson hath been,
Infinite, infinite
Sin upon sin:
Sin of not loving Thee,.
Sin of not trusting Thee,
Infinite sin.

3. Lord, I confess to Thee
Sadly my sin;
All I am tell I Thee,
All I have been;
Purge Thou my sin away,
Wash Thou my soul this day:
Lord, make me clean.

4. Faithful and just art Thou,
Forgiving all;
Loving and kind art Thou
When poor ones call:
Lord, let the cleansing blood,
Blood of the Lamb of God,
Pass o'er my soul.

5. Then all is peace and light
This soul within;
Thus shall I walk with Thee,
The loved Unseen;
Leaning on Thee, my God,
Guided along the road,
Nothing between.