Say.
Ah poor distressed Soul
So sad and sorrowful,
That weakly dost believe
And wouldst more strength receive;
Behold at thy request
I'm here full ready prest
To save and succour thee;
Fear not to come to me.1
⟨p. 88⟩Thou didst mine aid implore,
And now it's at thy door.
2I am thy Surgeon,
Do not thine Healer shun.
Dost with thine heart embrace
3Both me and all my grace?
Canst me thy Treasure make,
And for thy Portion take?
4Dost thou thy self resign,
And yieldest to be mine?
Wouldest thou as willingly
Be ruled as saved by me?
5Then I my self entire
Do yield to thy desire.
Believe and do not doubt
I will not cast thee out.
I am and will be thine;
6And all this wealth of mine
Dear purchased by me
I freely give to thee.
7Light, pardon, joy, and peace,
Eternal life, and ease,
With full Redemption,
Shall be thy Portion.
⟨p. 89⟩Also my Father mild8
Thy Father will be styled:
My Spirit the Comforter
Shall be thy Strengthener.
He shall thy Will renew9
And by degrees subdue
Thy Lusts, and all thy foes
That Holiness oppose.
He will to thee impart
An humble broken heart,
Increase of Spiritual strength,
And Victory at length.
Doubt not poor soul; Be strong10
For me that waitest long:
And fear not to believe
That I my peace thee give.
Upon me wholly roll11
The Burden of thy Soul:
Thy self upon me stay,
And then rejoice for ay.
Sav.
Ah poor distressed Soul
So sad and sorrowful,
That weakly dost believe
And wouldst more strength receive;
Behold at thy request
I'm here full ready prest
To save and succour thee;
Fear not to come to mee.1
⟨p. 88⟩Thou didst mine aid implore,
And now it's at thy doore.
2I am thy Surgeon,
Do not thine Healer shun.
Do'st with thine heart embrace
3Both me and all my grace?
Canst me thy Treasure make,
And for thy Portion take?
4Do'st thou thy self resigne,
And yieldest to be mine?
Would'st thou as willinglie
Be rul'd as sav'd by me?
5Then I my self entire
Do yield to thy desire.
Believe and do not doubt
I will not cast thee out.
I am and will be thine;
6And all this wealth of mine
Dear purchased by me
I freely give to thee.
7L•ght, pardon, joy, and peace,
Eternal life, and ease,
With full Redemption,
Shall be thy Portion.
⟨p. 89⟩Also my Father mild8
Thy Father will be styl'd:
My Spirit the Comforter
Shall be thy Strengthener.
He shall thy Will renew9
And by degrees subdue
Thy Lusts, and all thy foes
That Holiness oppose.
He will to thee impart
An humble broken heart,
Increase of Spiritual strength,
And Victory at length.
Doubt not poor soul; Be strong10
For me that waitest long:
And fear not to believe
That I my peace thee give.
Upon me wholly roll11
The Burden of thy Soul:
Thy self upon me stay,
And then rejoice for ay.
- 1Mat. 14.28, 29.
- 2Malac. 4.2.
- 3Joh. 1 12. Mat. 13.44.
- 4Psal. 119.94. Mat. 11.29.
- 5Joh. 6.37.40.
- 6Eph. 1.3, 6, 7.
- 7Gal. 5.22. Psal. 130.8.
- 8John 20.17. John 14.16, 17.
- 9Ezek. 36.26, 27.
- 10Psal. 27.14. John 14.27.
- 11Psal. 37.3, 4, 5.