In
darkness souls are languishing
Our
sin, how deep it stains!
And
Satan binds man’s
captive
minds
Fast
in his weighty
chains.
But
there's a voice of sovereign grace
Sounds
from the sacred word:
Come
to me, sinners in despair
And
trust upon the Lord!
Each
soul that
obeys
His
sovereign
call,
May
run
to
this relief;
I
would believe your
promise, Lord;
O
help my unbelief!
Chorus:
I
hear your sovereign call Lord
I
rise at your command
I
hear and heed your sovereign call
Write
my name upon your hand!
I
hear your sovereign call Lord
You
chose to seek and save
You
give the
grace to follow
you
Just
as you
raised
me from my grave!
So
to
the fountain of your
blood,
Incarnate
God, I fly;
Here
let me wash my spotted soul
From
crimes of deepest dye.
Stretch
out your
arm,
victorious King
My
reigning sins subdue;
Drive
the old dragon from his seat,
And
give me life anew
This
guilty, weak, and helpless dust,
On
your
kind
arms I fall;
Now
be my King of righteousness,
My
Jesus, be
my
ALL!
Chorus:
I
hear your sovereign call Lord
I
rise at your command
I
hear and heed your sovereign call
Write
my name upon your hand!
I
hear your sovereign call Lord
You
chose to seek and save
You
give the
grace to follow
you
Just
as you
raised
me from my grave!
After
Isaac Watts
Anthony
Foster
July
31, 2018
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