Jesus Christ is passing by;
Sinner, lift to Him thine eye;
As the precious moments flee,
Cry, "Be merciful to me!”
Lo! He stands and calls to thee,
"What wilt thou then have of Me?”
Rise, and tell Him all thy need;
Rise! He calleth thee indeed.
"Lord, I would Thy mercy see;
Lord, reveal Thy love to me;
Let it penetrate my soul,
All my heart and life control."
Oh, how sweet! the touch of power
Comes—it is salvation's hour;
Jesus gives thy soul release;
"Faith hath saved thee; go in peace!”