When first I heard of Jesus' name,
I then for refuge only came;
I heard that He for sinners died,
And from His heart and wounded side
Had shed the water and the blood
To wash and make me fit for God.

I've found Him meet my every need,
That He a Savior is indeed;
Each rising want has been supplied
Whene'er to Him I have applied;
He is of grace the treasury,
All fulness dwells in Him for me.

Since then, I have such glories viewed
In Him, who has my surety stood;
Such beauties, human and divine,
In all His words and actions shine
That now I sing with rapturous heart,
"Thou altogether lovely art."

Yet all He is, He is for me:
So meek in all His majesty,
So tender in almightiness,
So sympathizing in distress,
So liberal--all He has He gave,
Yea, e'en Himself, my soul to save.

It is not fear that makes me flee,
Savior of sinners, now to Thee;
Thy excellences me constrain
To seek Thee as my greatest gain--
Thy presence my eternal home:
Come, blessed Lord, oh, quickly come!

James G. Deck