Because there is so much grace
Jesus I long for Thee
And sigh for Canaan's shores
Thy lovely face to see
And all my warfare o'er
Here billows break upon my breast
And brooding sorrows steal my rest
I pant, I groan, I grieve
For my untoward heart
How full of doubts I live
And full of grace Thou art
What poor returns I make to Thee
For all the mercy shown to me
John Berridge 1750
And sigh for Canaan's shores
Thy lovely face to see
And all my warfare o'er
Here billows break upon my breast
And brooding sorrows steal my rest
I pant, I groan, I grieve
For my untoward heart
How full of doubts I live
And full of grace Thou art
What poor returns I make to Thee
For all the mercy shown to me
John Berridge 1750