Jesus is a mighty Saviour;
Helpless souls have here a Friend;
He has borne their misbehaviour,
And his mercy knows no end;
O ye helpless,
Come, and on his grace depend.
He, to save your souls from ruin,
Shed his blood upon the tree!
O ye needy, haste unto him;
His salvation's full and free;
Vilest sinners
Shall his great salvation see.
Whatsoe'er your age or case be,
None can save you but the Lamb;
If in prison, he can set free,
And a full release proclaim;
He is mighty.
And to save the lost he came.
Yes, the very worst of sinners,
Who upon his grace rely.
Shall of endless bliss be winners;
And shall sing beyond the sky.
Songs of praises
To the Lamb that once did die.
William Gadsby (1773-1844)
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