Jesus, meek and lowly,
Saviour, pure and holy,
On thy love relying
Come I to thee flying.

Prince of life and power,
My salvation's tower,
On the Cross I view thee,
Calling sinners to thee.

There behold me gazing
At the sight amazing;
Bending low before thee,
Helpless I adore thee.

See the red wounds streaming.
With Christ's life - blood gleaming
Blood for sinners flowing,
Pardon free bestowing.

Fountain rich in blessing,
Christ's fond love expressing;
Thou my aching sadness
Turnest into gladness.

Lord, in mercy, guide me,
And always be near me;
In thy ways direct me;
'Neath thy wings protect me.