Jesus, my Lord, attend

Verse 1
Jesus, my Lord, attend
Thy fallen creature’s cry,
And shew thyself the sinner’s friend,
And set me up on high;
From hell’s oppressive power,
From earth and sin release,
And to thy Father’s grace restore,
And to thy perfect peace.

Verse 2
For this, alas! I mourn,
In helpless unbelief,
But thou my wretched heart canst turn,
And heal my sin and grief;
Salvation in thy name
To dying souls is given,
And all may, through thy merit, claim
A right to life and heaven.

Verse 3
Thy blood and righteousness
I make my only plea,
My present and eternal peace
Are both deriv’d from thee;
Rivers of life divine
From thee their fountain flow,
And all who know that love of thine,
The joy of angels know.

Verse 4
O then impute, impart
To me thy righteousness,
And let me taste how good thou art,
How full of truth and grace:
That thou canst here forgive
I long to testify,
And justified by faith to live,
And in that faith to die.

Hymnal/Album: Introduced in Hymns for Those That Seek and Those That Have Redemption in the Blood of Jesus Christ (William Strahan, 1747). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 4 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1869), page 207.
Publishing: Public Domain