Jesus, merciful and mild, lead
me as a helpless child:
On no other arm but Thine
would my weary soul recline.
Thou art ready to forgive,
Thou canst bid the sinner
live;
Guide the wanderer, day by
day, in the straight and
narrow way.
Thou canst fit
me by Thy grace for the
heav’nly dwelling place;
All Thy promises are sure,
ever shall Thy love endure;
Then what more could I desire,
how to greater bliss aspire?
All I need, in Thee I see;
Thou art all in all to me.
Jesus, Savior all divine,
hast Thou made me truly Thine?
Hast Thou bought me by Thy
blood? Reconciled my heart to
God?
Hearken to my tender prayer;
let me Thine own image bear.
Let me love Thee more and more
till I reach Heav’n’s blissful
shore.
