Jesus sought me when a stranger
Wandering from the fold of God
O to grace how great a debtor daily I'm constrained to be!
Let thy grace now, like a fetter, bind my wandering heart to thee
Prone to wander Lord I feel it, prone to leave the God I love
Here's my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above.
Come thou fount of every blessing
tune my heart to sing thy grace