Verse 1
And wilt thou yet be found? (Isa. 55:6)
And may I still draw near? (Heb. 4:16, Heb. 10:22, James 4:8)
Then listen to the plaintive sound
Of a poor sinner’s prayer. (Psalm 69:16-17, Luke 18:13)
Jesu, thine aid afford,
If still the same thou art; (Heb. 13:8)
To thee I look, to thee, my Lord,
Lift up an helpless heart. (Ps. 34:18, Ps. 51:17)

Verse 2
Thou seest my tortur’d breast,
The strugglings of my will, (Rom. 7:15-24, Gal. 5:17)
The foes that interrupt my rest,
The agonies I feel:
The daily death I prove, (I Cor. 15:31)
Saviour, to thee is known:
’Tis worse than death, my God to love,
And not my God alone. (Deut. 6:5, Deut. 10:12, Deut. 11:13, Deut. 13:3, Deut. 30:6, Josh. 22:5, Matt. 22:37, Mark 12:30, Luke 10:27)

Verse 3
My peevish passions chide,
Who only canst controul,
Canst turn the stream of nature’s tide,
And calm my troubled soul. (Psalm 131:2, Matt. 11:28)
O my offended Lord,
Restore my inward peace: (John 14:27)
I know thou canst: pronounce the word,
And bid the tempest cease. (Matt. 8:26, Mark 4:39, Luke 8:24, Psalm 107:29)

Verse 4
Abate the purging fire, (Heb. 12:29, Mal. 3:3)
And draw me to my good;
Allay the fever of desire, (Gal. 5:24, Col. 3:5)
By sprinkling me with blood. (Heb. 12:24, Is. 1:18, I Jn. 1:7, Heb. 9:22)
I long to see thy face, (I Chron. 16:11, Psalm 27:8, Psalm 105:4)
Thy Spirit I implore,
The living water of thy grace,
That I may thirst no more. (John 4:10-14, Rev. 7:16)

Verse 5
When shall thy love constrain, (II Cor. 5:14)
And force me to thy breast?
When shall my soul return again
To her eternal rest? (Psalm 116:7)
Ah! What avails my strife,
My wand’ring to and fro? (Eph. 4:14)
Thou hast the words of endless life, (John 6:68)
Ah! Whither should I go?

Verse 6
Thy condescending grace (Phil. 2:6-7)
To me did freely move:
It calls me still to seek thy face, (Ps. 27:8, Ps. 119:58)
And stoops to ask my love.
Lord, at thy feet I fall,
I groan to be set free,
I fain would now obey the call,
And give up all for thee. (Matt. 19:21, Mark 10:21, Luke 14:33, Luke 18:22)

Verse 7
To rescue me from woe,
Thou didst with all things part, (II Cor. 8:9)
Didst lead a suffering life below, (Isa. 53:3-5)
To gain my worthless heart:
My worthless heart to gain,
The God of all that breathe
Was found in fashion as a man, (Phil. 2:7-8)
And died a cursed death. (Gal. 3:13)

Verse 8
And can I yet delay
My little all to give, (Matt. 19:21, Mark 10:21, Luke 14:33, Luke 18:22)
To tear my soul from earth away, (Col. 3:2)
For Jesus to receive?
Nay, but I yield, I yield!
I can hold out no more,
I sink by dying love compell’d, (II Cor. 5:14)
And own thee Conqueror.

Verse 9
Tho’ late, I all forsake, (Matt. 19:21, Mark 10:21, Luke 14:26, Luke 14:33, Luke 18:22)
My friends, my life resign, (Rom. 12:1)
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take
And seal me ever thine. (Eph. 1:13)
Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove,
Settle, and fix my wav’ring soul,
With all thy weight of love.

Verse 10
My one desire is[1] this, (Ps. 73:25)
Thy only love to know, (Phil. 3:8-10)
To seek and taste no other bliss,
No other good below.
My life, my portion thou, (Col. 4:4, Ps. 16:5, Ps. 119:57)
Thou all-sufficient art,
My hope, my heavenly treasure now, (Matt. 6:20-21)
Enter, and keep my heart.

Verse 11
Rather than let it burn
For earth, O quench its heat, (I John 2:15-17)
Then, when it would to earth return,
O let it cease to beat. (Col. 3:5)
Snatch me from ill to come,
When I from thee would fly,
O take my wand’ring spirit home, (Luke 15:18-20)
And grant me then to die!

[1] Wesley changed “is” to “be” in 1761.