MY SINS WERE LAID ON JESUS

My sins were laid on Jesus
The spotless Lamb of God;
He bore them all and freed me
From the accurséd load.
My guilt was borne by Jesus;
He cleansed the crimson stains
In his own blood most precious,
And not a spot remains.

I tell my wants to Jesus,
All fullness dwells in Him;
He healeth my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.

I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces,
I on His breast recline.
I love the Name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ the Lord!
Like fragrance on the breezes
His Name is spread abroad.

I long to be like Jesus,
Meek, lowly, loving, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child.
I long to be with Jesus
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
The everlasting song.