My Faith looks up to Thee

My faith looks up to Thee,

Thou Lamb of Calvary,

Saviour divine!

Now hear me while I pray,

Take all my guilt away,

O, let me from this day

Be wholly Thine.

May Thy rich grace impart

Strength to my fainting heart,

My zeal inspire;

As Thou hast died for me,

O, may my love to Thee

Pure, warm, and changeless be,

A living fire.

When ends life's transient dream,

When death's cold, sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll,

Blest Saviour, then, in love,

Fear and distrust remove;

O, bear me safe above,

A ransomed soul.

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