And for our sins atone.
We would see Jesus, does not he
Bid contrite sinners come?
And to such guilty souls as we
Proclaim “There yet is room!”
We would see Jesus, for his saints
May lean upon his breast;
Pour out with confidence their plaints,
And find celestial rest.
We would see Jesus, and would pray
For those unhappy friends,
Who still pursue that crooked way
Which in perdition ends.