Of Him Who did salvation bring, I could forever think and sing: Arise, ye needy, He'll relieve; Arise, ye guilty, He'll forgive. Ask but His grace, and lo, 'tis given! Ask, and He turns your hell to heaven; Though sin and sorrow wound my soul, Jesus, Thy balm will make it whole. To shame our sins He blushed in blood; He closed His eyes to show us God: Let all the world fall down and know That none but God such love can show. Insatiate to this Spring I fly; I drink, and yet am ever dry; Ah! who against Thy charm is proof! Ah! who that loves, can love enough?