I Bring My Sins To Thee

I bring my sins to Thee,

The sins I cannot count,

That all may cleansèd be

In Thy once opened Fount;

I bring them, Savior, all to Thee;

The burden is too great for me,

The burden is too great for me.

I bring my grief to Thee,

The grief I cannot tell;

No words shall needed be,

Thou knowest all so well;

I bring the sorrow laid on me,

O suffering Savior, all to Thee,

O suffering Savior, all to Thee.

My joys to Thee I bring,

The joys Thy love has given,

That each may be a wing

To lift me nearer Heaven;

I bring them, Savior, all to Thee,

Who hast procured them all for me,

Who hast procured them all for me.

My life I bring to Thee,

I would not be my own;

O Savior, let me be

Thine ever, Thine alone;

My heart, my life, my all I bring

To Thee, my Savior and my King,

To Thee, my Savior and my King.

~Words: Frances Havergal & Music: Philip Bliss