Seeking God

By Robert Murray McCheyne

I will arise and seek my God,

And, bowed down beneath my load,

Lay all my sins before Him;

Then He will wash my soul from sin,

And put a new heart me within,

And teach me to adore Him.

O ye that fain would find the joy –

The only one that wants alloy –

Which never is deceiving;

Come to the Well of Life with me,

And drink, as it is proffered, free,

The gospel draught receiving.

I come to Christ, because I know

The very worst are called to go;

And when in faith I find Him,

I’ll walk in Him, and lean on Him,

Because I cannot move a limb

Until He say, “Unbind him.”