274 | Trusting. 7s
(694) At the Cross.
I am coming to the cross;
I am poor, and weak, and blind;
I am counting all but dross;
I shall thy salvation find.
Cho.—I am trusting, Lord, in thee,
Blest Lamb of Calvary;
Humbly at thy cross I bow;
Save me, Jesus, save me now.
2 Long my heart has sighed for thee;
Long has evil reigned within;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me—
I will cleanse you from all sin.
3 Here I give my all to thee—
Friends, and time, and earthly store;
Soul and body thine to be—
Wholly thine—forevermore.
4 In the promises I trust;
Now I feel the blood applied;
I am prostrate in the dust;
I with Christ am crucified.
5 Jesus comes! he fills my soul!
Perfected in love I am!
I am ev’ry whit made whole;
Glory! glory to the Lamb!
Wm. McDonald.