1 God of my Salvation hear,
And help me to believe;
Simply do I now draw near,
Thy Blessing to receive,
Full of Guilt alas! I am,
But to thy Wounds for Refuge flee:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me!

2 Nothing have I, Lord to pay,
Nor can thy Grace procure;
Empty send me not away,
For I,thou know'st am poor:
Dust and Ashes is my Name,
My all is sin and Misery:
Friend of Sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me!

3 Without Money, without Price,
I come thy Love to buy;
From myself I turn my eyes,
The Chief of sinners I.
Take, O take me as I am,
And let me lose myself in Thee!
Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb,
Thy Blood was shed for me!