| Song | All Ye Who Seek A Comfort Sure |
| Album | Traditional Christian Hymns |
| Genre | Contemporary Christian Music |
| Writer(s) | |
| Publisher / Copyrights | Public Domain |
| Translator | Edward Caswall |
| Tags | All Ye Who Seek A Comfort Sure |
| Theme(s) | |
| Scripture Reference(s) | |
| CCLI Song No |
All Ye Who Seek A Comfort Sure
In Trouble And Distress,
Whatever Sorrow Vex The Mind,
Or Guilt The Soul Oppress:
Jesus, Who Gave Himself For You
Upon The Cross To Die,
Opens To You His Sacred Heart;
Oh, To That Heart Draw Nigh.
Ye Hear How Kindly He Invites;
Ye Hear His Words So Blest:
‘All Ye That Labour Come To Me,
And I Will Give You Rest.’
Jesus, Thou Joy Of Saints On High,
Thou Hope Of Sinners Here,
Attracted By Those Loving Words
To Thee I Lift My Prayer.
Wash Thou My Wounds In That Dear Blood,
Which Forth From Thee Doth Flow;
New Grace, New Hope Inspire, A New
And Better Heart Bestow.
