Forever Thine

Verse 1

Lord, how very often must this heart of mine, With its falls and stumblings, wound Thy heart divine! Pardon me, and own me still a child of Thine, O Thou heart divine.

Chorus

More and more I feel it, that this heart of mine Wounds the Christ who bought me by His love divine. Yet, O precious Saviour own and keep me Thine, And forever Thine.

Verse 2

Failures all along my pathway I can trace, Deafness to the tender whispers of Thy grace; Yet for this dear Christ, turn not from me Thy face, Still I crave Thy grace.

Verse 3

I among Thy servants am the least of all, Weakest of the weak ones who upon Thee call; Pity and compassion show me when I fall, Pity when I fall.

Verse 4

By my love inconstant do I wound Thee sore? For my sin and coldness mercy I implore; O forgive, and help me hence to love Thee more, Hence to love Thee more.