The Backslider's Return

Verse 1

O Jesus, full of grace, To thee I make my moan: Let me again behold thy face, Call home thy banished one.

Verse 2

Again my pardon seal, Again my soul restore, And freely my backslidings heal, And bid me sin no more.

Verse 3

Wilt thou not bid me rise? Speak, and my soul shall live; "Forgive," my stricken spirit cries, "Abundantly forgive."

Verse 4

Thine utmost mercy show; Say to my drooping soul, "In peace and full assurance go; Thy faith hath made thee whole."