I Bring My Sins to Thee

1 

I bring my sins to thee,

The sins I cannot count,

That I may cleansed be

In thy once opened fount.

I bring them, Saviour, all to thee;

The burden is too great for me.

2 

My heart to thee I bring,

The heart I cannot read;

A faithless, wandering thing,

An evil heart indeed.

I bring it, Saviour, now to thee

That fixed and faithful it may be.

3 

To thee I bring my care,

The care I cannot flee;

Thou wilt not only share,

But bear it all for me.

O loving Saviour, now to thee

I bring the load that wearies me.

4 

I bring my grief to thee,

The grief I cannot tell;

No words shall needed be,

Thou knowest all so well.

I bring the sorrow laid on me,

O suffering Saviour, now to thee.

5 

My joys to thee I bring,

The joys thy love has given,

That each may be a wing

To lift me nearer Heaven.

I bring them, Saviour, all to thee;

For thou hast purchased all for me.

6 

My life I bring to thee,

I would not be my own;

O Saviour, let me be

Thine ever, thine alone.

My heart, my life, my all I bring

To thee, my Saviour and my King.

Author: Frances R. Havergal

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