O My Sins, My Sins

I bring my sins to thee,

The sins I cannot count,

That all may cleansed be,

In thy once opened fount.

I bring them, Saviour, all to thee,

The burden is too great for me,

I bring them, Saviour, all to thee,

The burden is too great for me.

My heart to thee I bring,

The heart I cannot read,

A faithless wand'ring thing,

An evil heart indeed.

I bring it, Saviour now to thee,

That fixed and faithful it may be,

I bring it, Saviour now to thee,

That fixed and faithful it may be.

My life I bring to thee,

I would not be my own;

O, Saviour, let me be

Thine, ever thine, alone.

My heart, my life, my all, I bring,

To thee, my Saviour and my King,

My heart, my life, my all, I bring,

To thee, my Saviour and my King.