| Song | Drawn To The Cross |
| Album | English Traditional Christian Songs |
| Genre | Traditional Hymns |
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| Tags | Drawn To The Cross |
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Drawn To The Cross Which Thou Hast Blest,
With Healing Gifts For Souls Distrest,
To Find In Thee My Life, My Rest,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
Stained With The Sins Which I Have Wrought
In Word And Deed And Secret Thought;
For Pardon Which Thy Blood Hath Bought,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
Weary Of Selfishness And Pride,
False Pleasures Gone, Vain Hopes Denied,
Deep In Thy Wounds My Shame To Hide,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
Thou Knowest All My Griefs And Fears,
Thy Grace Abused, My Misspent Years;
Yet Now To Thee, For Cleansing Tears,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
I Would Not, If I Could, Conceal
The Ills Which Only Thou Canst Heal;
So To The Cross, Where Sinners Kneel,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
Wash Me, And Take Away Each Stain,
Let Nothing Of My Sin Remain;
For Cleansing, Though It Be Through Pain,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
To Share With Thee Thy Life Divine,
Thy Very Likeness To Be Mine,
Since Thou Hast Made My Nature Thine,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
To Be What Thou Wouldst Have Me Be,
Accepted, Sanctified In Thee,
Through What Thy Grace Shall Work In Me,
Christ Crucified, I Come.
