THE SACRED HEART OF JESUS, THE HOPE OF SINNERS

Ps. xxxiii. 8: "Oh, taste and see that the Lord is good;
blessed is the man that trusteth in Him. 

All ye who seek a sure relief
In trouble or distress,
Whatever sorrows vex the mind,
Or guilt the soul oppress;
Our Lord, Who gave Himself for us
Upon the Cross to die,
Unfolds to us His Sacred Heart;
Oh, to that Heart draw nigh.

Chorus: O Jesu, joy of Saints on high;
Thou hope of sinners here,
Attacted by those loving words,
To Thee I lift my prayer.

What meeker than the Saviour's heart
As on the Cross He lay?
It did His murderers forgive,
And for their pardon pray.
Ye hear how kindly He invites,
Ye hear His words so blest:
"All ye that labour come to Me,
And I will give you rest."

Chorus: O Jesu, joy of Saints on high;
Thou hope of sinners here,
Attacted by those loving words,
To Thee I lift my prayer.

Wash Thou my wounds in that dear blood
Which forth from Thee did flow:
New grace, new hope inspire, a new
And better life bestow.
Praise Him who with the Father sits
Enthroned upon the skies;
Whose blood redeems our souls from guilt,
Whose Spirit sanctifies.

Chorus: O Jesu, joy of Saints on high;
Thou hope of sinners here,
Attacted by those loving words,
To Thee I lift my prayer.

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