DRAWN TO THE CROSS

Drawn to the Cross which Thou hast blessed,

with healing gifts for souls distressed,

to find in Thee my Life, my Rest,

Christ crucified, I come.




Weary of selfishness and pride,

false pleasures gone, vain hopes denied,

deep in Thy wounds my shame to hide,

Christ crucified, I come.




Wash me, and take away each stain,

let nothing of my sin remain;

for cleansing, though it be through pain,

Christ crucified, I come.




A life of labour, prayers and love,

which shall my heart's conversion prove,

till to a glorious rest above,

Christ crucified, I come.




To share with Thee Thy Life divine,

Thy Righteousness, Thy Likeness mine,

since Thou hast made my nature Thine,

Christ crucified, I come.




To be what Thou woulds't have me be,

accepted, sanctified in Thee,

through what Thy grace shall work in me,

Christ crucified, I come.