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I Am Coming to the Cross

William McDonald
(1820-1901)

I am coming to the cross;
I am poor and weak and blind;
I am counting all but dross;
I shall full salvation find.

Chorus:
I am trusting, Lord, in Thee.
Blessèd Lamb of Calvary;
Humbly at Thy cross I bow.
Save me, Jesus, save me now.

Long my heart has sighed for Thee;
Long has evil reigned within;
Jesus sweetly speaks to me:
“I will cleanse you from all sin.”

Here I give my all to Thee:
Friends and time and earthly store;
Soul and body Thine to be,
Wholly Thine forevermore.1

In the promises I trust;
Now I feel the blood applied;
I am prostrate in the dust;
I with Christ am crucified.

Jesus comes! He fills my soul!
Perfected in Him I am;
I am every whit made whole:
Glory, glory to the Lamb!

 

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  1. This third stanza is quoted by Thomas Cook in Vessels unto Honour.
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