Kinsman

Verse 1

Jesus, we claim thee for our own, Our kinsman near allied in blood, Flesh or our flesh, bone of our bone, The son of man, the Son of God; And lo we lay us at thy feet, Our sentence from thy mouth to meet.

Verse 2

Partaker of my flesh below, To thee, O Jesus, I apply; Thou wilt thy poor relations know, Thou never canst thyself deny, Exclude me from thy guardian care, Or slight a sinful beggar's prayer.

Verse 3

Thee, Savior, at my greatest need, I trust my faithful friend to prove: Now o'er thy meanest servants spread The skirt of thy redeeming love; Under the wings of mercy take, And save me for thy merit's sake.

Verse 4

Hast thou not undertook my cause, Lord over all, to worms allied? Answer me from that bleeding cross, Demand thy dearly-ransom'd bride; And let my soul, betroth'd to thee. Thine wholly, thine for ever be!