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Behold A Sinner 479

Tune: W. J. Bartlett, 1941
Alto: George L. Beck, 1941
Lyrics: Dobellís New Selection, 1810
Meter: Long Meter (8,8,8,8)
Behold a sinner dearest Lord,
Encouraged by Thy gracious Word.
Would venture near to seek that Bread,
By which Thy children here are fed.


Travel on, travel on, to the home of the blest,
Where the Savior has gone to prepare us a place,
There to rest, then we'll meet round the throne,
Where the saints have a home with the Lord.

Do not the humble suit deny,
Of such a guilty wretch as I.
But let me feed on crumbs tho' small,
Which from Thy bounteous table fall.


I am a sinner, Lord I own,
My sin and guilt I am undone.
Yet will I wait and plead and pray,
Since none are empty sent away.


Farewell, vain world, I'm going home,
It won't be long I'll travel on,
I hope to meet the saints above,
And shout and sing redeeming love.