Saviour, by Thy Spirit leading
I would celebrate in song
Thy compassions, far exceeding
Such as unto men belong.
Thou hast sought me,
Thou hast bought me
With a price all praise above.
Thou hast found me,
Thou hast bound me
To Thyself with cords of love.
Tho’ in nature’s night I wandered
In my sin and in my shame,
Tho’ my priceless days I squandered
Days I never can reclaim.
Thou in matchless loving-kindness
Met me in my folly great,
Met with light my native blindness,
Met with love my cruel hate.
Grace and truth in Thee combining
Shed on me their quickening rays,
Light and love eternal shining
In Thy words and works and ways.
Deepest depths Thy soul has sounded,
Wrath endured in darkness lone
When the thunder deep resounded
From the everlasting throne.
Death with all its horrors met Thee,
Scoffing, spitting, mocking rude,
Hosts infernal fierce beset Thee,
Creature’s base ingratitude.
Rudely by the rabble taken,
Nailed like felon to the tree;
Earth was torn, creation shaken
By the storm that beat on Thee.
Never evil thing deterred Thee
That upon Thy path arose,
Tho’ the night of wrath did gird Thee
With unfathomable woes.
For in death was hid Thy treasure;
Thou must enter death for me,
By that love that knows no measure,
Saviour, I belong to Thee.
Thou hast sought me,
Thou hast bought me
With a price all praise above.
Thou hast found me,
Thou hast bound me
To Thyself with cords of love.