7.6.7.6.D. sung to Fulness 1 OUR sins were borne by Jesus, The holy Lamb of God: He took them all, and freed us From that condemning load. Our guilt was borne by Jesus, Who washed the crimson stains White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. 2 Our wants are known to Jesus; All fulness dwells in Him: He healeth all diseases, Who did our souls redeem. We tell our griefs to Jesus, Our burdens and our cares; He from them all releases, Who all our sorrow shares. 3 We love the name of Jesus, The Christ of God, the Lord; Like fragrance on the breezes, His name is spread abroad. We long to be with Jesus, With all the ransomed throng, For ever sing His praises, The one eternal song. | Alternative tunes (7.6.7.6.D.) |