Jesus Christ is pass­ing by,
Sinner, lift to Him thine eye;
As the pre­cious mo­ments flee,
Cry, be mer­ci­ful to me.

Lo, He stands and calls to thee,
What wilt thou then have of Me?
Rise, and tell Him all thy need;
Rise, He call­eth thee in­deed.

Lord, I would Thy mer­cy see;
Lord, re­veal Thy love to me;
Let it pe­ne­trate my soul,
All my heart and life con­trol.

O how sweet the touch of pow­er
Comes, and is sal­va­tion’s hour:
Jesus gives from guilt re­lease,
Faith hath saved thee, go in peace!