I was a wand'ring sheep, I would not be controlled; But now I love the Shepherd's voice, I love, I love the fold; I was a wayward child, I once preferred to roam: But now I love my Father's voice I love, I love His home
What a Friend we have in Jesus, All our sins and griefs to bear! What a privilege to carry Ev'rything to God in prayer! O what peace we often forfeit, O what needless pain we bear, All because we do not carry Ey'rything to God in prayer.
Have we trials and temptations? Is there trouble anywhere? We should never be discouraged, Take it to the Lord in prayer. Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share? Jesus knows our ev'ry weakness, Take it to the Lord in prayer.
Are we weak and heavy laden, Cumbered with a load of care? Precious Saviour, still our refuge,-- Take it to the Lord in prayer. Do thy friends despise, forsake thee? Take it to the Lord in prayer, In His arms He'll take and shield thee Thou wilt find a solace there.
O happy day that fixed my choice On Thee, my Saviour and my God! Well may this glowing heart rejoice, And tell its raptures all abroad.
Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sins away! He taught me how to watch and pray, And live rejoicing every day; Happy day, happy day, When Jesus washed my sin away!
O happy bond that seals my vows To Him who merits all my love! Let cheerful anthems fill His house, While to that sacred shrine I move.
'Tis done, the great transaction's done; I am my Lord's and He is mine; He drew me, and I followed on, Charmed to confess the voice divine.
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