Come, My Soul, with Every Care
By: John Newton
Come, my soul, with every care,
Jesus loves to answer prayer;
He Himself bids you to pray,
Therefore will not turn away.
You are coming to your King,
Large petitions with you bring;
For His grace and power are such
None can ever ask too much.
With my burden I begin:
Lord, remove this load of sin;
Let Your blood, for sinners spilt,
Set my conscience free from guilt.
Lord, Your rest to me impart,
Take possession of my heart;
There Your blood bought right maintain
And without a rival reign.
While I am a pilgrim here,
Let Your love my spirit cheer;
As my Guide, my Guard, my Friend,
Lead me to my journey’s end.
Show me what I am to do;
Every hour my strength renew.
Let me live a life of faith;
Let me die Your people’s death.
A portion of this beautiful poem had been read aloud during prayer at evening church today. I hope this discovery of its entirety, will bless you as much as it has me.
Have a blessed week ahead, going to Jesus, with every care 🙂