Millennial Musings

1 Hark, my soul, it is the Lord,
‘T is thy Savior, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee;
“Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me? MIM 50.3

2 “I delivered thee when bound,
And when wounded, healed thy wound; Sought thee wandering, set thee right;
Turned thy darkness into light. MIM 50.4

3 “Can a mother’s tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,
Yet will I remember thee. MIM 51.1

4 “Mine is a redeeming love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death. MIM 51.2

5 “Thou shall see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be-
Say, poor sinner, lov’st thou me?” MIM 51.3

6 Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee, and adore;
O for grace to love thee more! MIM 51.4