1. My sins, my sins, my Savior!
They take such hold on me,
I am not able to look up
Save only, Christ, to Thee;
In Thee is all forgiveness,
In Thee abundant grace,
My shadow and my sunshine
The brightness of Thy face.

2. My sins, my sins, my Savior!
Their guilt I never knew
Till, with Thee, in the desert
I near Thy passion drew;
Till, with Thee, in the garden
I heard Thy pleading prayer,
And saw the sweat-drops bloody
That told Thy sorrow there.

3. Therefore my songs, my Savior,
E'en in this time of woe,
Shall tell of all Thy goodness
To suff'ring man below;
Thy goodness and Thy favor,
Whose presence from above
Rejoice those hearts, my Savior,
That live in Thee and love.