Jesus, the sinner???s Friend, to Thee, Lost and undone, for aid I flee, Weary of earth, myself, and sin: Open Thine arms, and take me in. Pity and heal my sin sick soul; ???Tis Thou alone canst make me whole; Dark, till in me Thine image shine, And lost, I am, till Thou art mine. At last I own it cannot be That I should fit myself for Thee: Here, then, to Thee I all resign; Thine is the work, and only Thine. What shall I say Thy grace to move? Lord, I am sin, but Thou art love; I give up every plea beside??? Lord, I am lost, but Thou hast died.