Weary of Wandering from My God

 

VERSE 1

Weary of wandering from my God,

And now made willing to return

I hear and bow me to the rod

For thee, not without hope, I mourn:

I have an Advocate above

A Friend before the throne of love.

 

VERSE 2

O Jesus, full of truth and grace

More full of grace than I of sin

Yet once again I seek Thy face:

Open Thine arms and take me in

And freely my backslidings heal

And love the faithless sinner still.

 

VERSE 3

Thou know’st the way to bring me back

My fallen spirit to restore

O for Thy truth and mercy’s sake,

Forgive, and bid me sin no more:

The ruins of my soul repair

And make my heart a house of prayer.

 

VERSE 4

The stone to flesh again convert,

The veil of sin again remove;

Sprinkle Thy blood upon my heart,

And melt it by Thy dying love;

This rebel heart by love subdue,

And make it soft, and make it new.

 

VERSE 5

Give to mine eyes refreshing tears,

And kindle my relentings now;

Fill my whole soul with filial fears,

To Thy sweet yoke my spirit bow;

Bend by Thy grace, O bend or break,

The iron sinew in my neck!

 

VERSE 6

Ah! give me, Lord, the tender heart

That trembles at the approach of sin;

A godly fear of sin impart,

Implant, and root it deep within,

That I may dread Thy gracious power,

And never dare to offend Thee more.

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