- Jesus, Lord, I'm never weary
Looking on Thy Cross and shame;
Gazing there I seem so near Thee,
Dear to me each throb of pain.
Ever near Thee,
Ling'ring here I would remain. - Little cared I for the anguish
Of Thy bitter, bitter cry;
Left alone, Lord, there to languish,
None to share Thy parting sigh.
All forsaken!
Left alone, O Lord, to die. - Jesus, Saviour, I have found Thee
All my utmost need required;
In Thyself, Lord, Thou hast found me
All Thy loving heart desired.
I would praise Thee
From my soul by love inspired. - All my sins were laid upon Thee,
All my guilt was on Thee laid,
And the blood of Thine atonement
All my utmost debt has paid.
Gracious Saviour,
I believe, for Thou hast said. - Thine almighty arms are round me,
And my head is on Thy breast,
For my weary soul has found Thee
Such a perfect, perfect rest.
Gracious Saviour,
Now I know that I am blest.
Boethia Thompson
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Patricia Weston: on July 31, 2016
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