Jesu, Redeemer of Mankind

Jesu

Re­deem­er of man­kind

How lit­tle art Thou known

By sin­ners of a car­nal mind

Who claim Thee for their own.

Who blas­phe­mous­ly call Thee Lord

With lips and hearts un­clean

But make Thee

while they slight Thy Word

The min­is­ter of sin.

Who mad­ly plead for sin’s re­mains;

While full of slav­ish fears

They fan­cy Thou hast purged their stains

And false­ly call Thee theirs.

O wretch­ed man who dares di­vide

The par­don

and the peace!

In vain for thee the Sav­ior died

Unless He seal thee His.

O wretch­ed man

from guilt to dream

Thy hard­ened con­science freed!

When Je­sus doth a soul re­deem

He makes it free in­deed.

The guilt and pow­er with all thy art

Can nev­er be dis­joined

Nor will God bid the guilt de­part

And leave the pow­er be­hind.

Faith

when it comes

breaks ev­ery chain

And makes us tru­ly free

But Christ hath died for thee in vain.

Unless He lives in thee.

What is re­demp­tion in His blood

But li­ber­ty with­in?

A li­ber­ty to serve my God

And to es­chew my sin.

What is our call­ing’s glo­ri­ous hope

But in­ward ho­li­ness?

For this to Je­sus I look up;

I calm­ly wait for this.

I wait till He shall touch me clean

Shall life and pow­er im­part;

Give me the faith that roots out sin

And pu­ri­fies my heart.

This is the dear re­deem­ing grace

For ev­ery sin­ner free;

Surely it shall on me take place

The chief of sin­ners

me.

From all ini­qui­ty

from all

He shall my soul re­deem;

In Je­sus I be­lieve

and shall

Believe mys­elf to Him.

When Je­sus makes my heart His home

My sin shall all de­part;

And lo! He sa­ith

I quick­ly come

To fill and rule thy heart.

Be it ac­cord­ing to Thy Word;

Redeem me from all sin;

My heart would now re­ceive Thee

Lord

Come in

my Lord

come in!