Monday, October 7, 2013

My Help, My All, in Thee! - Charles Wesley

Wretched, helpless, and distrest,
Ah! Whither shall I fly?
Ever grasping after rest,
I cannot find it nigh:
Naked, sick, and poor, and blind,
Fast bound in sin and misery,
Friend of sinners, let me find
My help, my all, in thee!

Charles Wesley