By Julian Damashek
- A minor
- Plain tune
- Time signature
- Charlotte Elliot,
- My savior! can it ever be,
and wilt thou deign to smile on me?
Yes! thou wilt own me on that day;
thou wilt not cast my soul away;
I know in whom I have believed;
I know by whom I am received.
- 'Tis even so, my dying Lord!
Cleansed by thine all atoning blood,
I venture to believe, that day,
when heav'n and earth shall pass away,
Will bring me bliss without alloy,
and consummate and crown my joy.