Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
He, to rescue me from danger
Interposed His precious blood
O to grace how great a debtor
Daily I'm constrained to be
Let Thy goodness, like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee
O that day when freed from sinning
I shall see Thy lovely face
Clothed then in blood washed linen
How I'll sing Thy sovereign grace
Prone to wander, Lord I feel it
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Here's my heart, oh take and seal it
Seat it for thy courts above
*my most favorite stanza of poetry/lyrics ever.
great song :)
ditto. I remember the first time I heard that song. It felt like someone looked into my heart, and wrote the words of my soul. really though.
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