Thou, O Christ, are all I want,
Here more than all I find;
Raise the fallen, cheer the faint,
Heal the sick, and lead the blind.
Just and holy is Thy Name,
I am all unrighteousness;
False and full of sin I am;
Thou art full of truth and grace.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cover all my sin;
Let the healing streams abound;
Make and keep me pure within.
Thou of life the fountain art,
Let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart;
For all eternity.
— Verses 3 and 4 from "Jesus, Lover of My Soul" by Charles Wesley
Have a blessed Sabbath, ladies!
"Therefore will I give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the heathen, and sing praises unto thy name." — Psalm 18:49