1 My Lord, my Life, at last to thee,
The sinner's Friend, for aid I flee;
No other help, nor hope have I;
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die?
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die?

2 Thy name is love--to me make known
The grace for which I pant and groan;
Thou only canst that grace supply;
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die!

3 My guilt I own--'tis wholly mine,
The power to save is only thine;
Canst thou that saving power deny!
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die?

4 I weep, I mourn--but how can tears
Wash out the harden'd guilt of years!
I only on thy blood rely;
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die?

5 To save my soul didst thou not bleed!
Dost thou not live to intercede!
My Friend, my Advocate on high,
Oh! wilt thou let the sinner die!

6 Oh no, oh no--my soul shall live,
And Christ shall all the praise receive,
Shall live, his grace to testify;
Thou wilt not let the sinner die.