HOW oft have I the Spirit grieved,
Since first with me he strove;
How obstinateiy disbelieved,
And trampled on his love!
How have I sinn’d against the light;
Broken from his embrace;
And would not, when I freely might,
Be justified by grace.
2 But after all that I have done
To drive him from my heart,
The Spirit leaves me not alone,—
He doth not yet depart;
He will not give the sinner o’er;
Ready e’en now to save,
He bids me come as heretofore,
That I his grace may have.
3 I take thee at thy gracious word;
My foolishness I mourn;
And unto my redeeming Lord,
However late, I turn:
Saviour, I yield, I yield at last;
I hear thy speaking blood;
Myself, with all my sins,
I cast On my atoning God.
Methodist Episcopal hymnal (1870 edition)