I WILL hearken what the Lord Will say concerning me: Hast thou not a gracious...

I WILL hearken what the Lord Will say concerning me: Hast thou not a gracious word For one who waits on thee? Speak it to my soul, that I May in thee have peace and power, Never from my Saviour fly, And never grieve thee more.

How have I thy Spirit grieved Since first with me he strove, Obstinately disbelieved, And trampled on thy love! I have sinned against the light; I have broke from thy embrace; No, I would not, when I might, Be freely saved by grace.

After all that I have done To drive thee from my heart, Still thou wilt not leave thine own, Thou wilt not yet depart; Wilt not give the sinner o er; Ready art thou now to save, Bidd'st me come, as heretofore, That I thy life may have.

O thou meek and gentle Lamb! Fury is not in thee; Thou continuest still the same, And still thy grace is free; Still thine arms are open wide, Wretched sinners to receive; Thou hast once for sinners died, That all may turn and live.

Lo! I take thee at thy word, My foolishness I mourn; Unto thee, my bleeding Lord, However late, I turn: Yes, I yield, I yield at last, Listen to thy speaking blood Me, with all my sins, I cast On my atoning God!