Pardon
“Now, oh joy! my sins are pardoned!
Now I can and do believe!
All I have, and am, and shall be,
To my precious Lord I give;
He roused my deathly slumbers,
He dispersed my soul’s dark night;
Whispered peace, and drew me to Him
Made Himself my chief delight.
“Let the babe forget its mother,
Let the bridegroom slight his bride;
True to him, I’ll love none other,
Cleaving closely to His side.
Jesus, hear my soul’s confession;
Weak am I, but strength is Thine;
On Thine arms for strength and succor,
Calmly may my soul recline!”
Albert Midlane.