Song Collection

I need thee, precious Jesus, for I am full of sin; my soul is dark and guilty, my heart is dead within. I need the cleansing fountain where I can always flee, the blood of Christ most precious, the sinner’s perfect plea. I need thee, precious Jesus, for I am very poor; a stranger and a pilgrim, I have no earthly store. I need the love of Jesus to cheer me on my way, to guide my doubting footsteps, to be my strength and stay. I need thee, precious Jesus, and hope to see thee soon, encircled with the rainbow and seated on thy throne. There, with thy blood-bought children, my joy shall ever be, to sing my Jesus’ praises, to gaze, O Lord, on thee.