Weary, Sinful, Helpless I Come

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Oh, Lord, I bring to Thee
This sinful life of mine;
There is no rest for me,
Save in Thy love divine.
Weary I come to Thee,
For Lord, Thou callest me.
I own to Thee my guilt,
No merit can I plead;
But Lord, Thou canst, Thou wilt
Meet e'en my deepest need.
Sinful I come to Thee,
Have mercy, Lord, on me.
Take Thou this ruined life,
It now belongs to Thee,
And change sin's bitter strife
For peace and liberty.
Helpless I come to Thee,
For Thou hast died for me.
Sinful and weak, I fear
To take my way alone,
Savior, I look to Thee,
Exalted on the throne.
I'd draw my strength from Thee,
For Lord, Thou latest me.