Verse 1
Weary of wandering from my God,
And now made willing to return,
I hear, and bow me to the rod;
For Thee, not without hope, I mourn;
I have an Advocate above,
A Friend before the Throne of Love

Verse 2
O Jesus, full of pardoning grace,
More full of grace than I of sin,
Yet once again I seek Thy Face;
Open Thine Arms, and take me in,
And freely my backslidings heal,
And love the faithless sinner still

Verse 3
Thou know'st the way to bring me back,
My fallen spirit to restore;
O for Thy truth and mercy's sake
Forgive, and bid me sin no more;
The ruins of my soul repair,
And make my heart a house of prayer

Verse 4
Ah, give me, Lord, the tender heart
That trembles at the approach of sin;
A godly fear of sin impart,
Implant, and root it deep within,
That I may dread Thy gracious power,
And never dare offend Thee more