Jesus I will trust Thee, trust Thee, with my soul;

Guilty, lost and helpless. Thou canst make me whole,

There is none in heaven or on earth like Thee:

Thou hast died for sinners- therefore Lord, for me.

Jesus, I may trust Thee, name of matchless worth,

Spoken by the angel at Thy wondrous birth;

Written, and for ever, on Thy cross of shame,

Sinners read and worship, trusting in that name.

Jesus, I must trust Thee, pondering Thy ways,

Full of love and mercy all Thine earthly days:

Sinners gathered round Thee, lepers sought Thy face-

None too vile or loathsome for a Saviours grace.

Jesus, I can trust Thee, trust Thy written word,

Though Thy voice of pity I have never heard

When Thy Spirit teacheth to my taste how sweet

Only may I hearken, sitting at Thy feet.

Jesus, I do trust Thee, trust without a doubt;

Whosoever cometh, Thou will not cast out;

Faithful is Thy promise, precious is Thy blood;

These my soul's salvation, Thou my Saviour God.