he cannot say "go".

Poor sinner, dejected with fear, Unbosom thy mind to the Lamb; No wrath on His brow He does wear, Nor will He poor mourners condemn; His arm of omnipotent grace

Is able and willing to save; A sweet and a permanent peace He’ll freely and faithfully give.

Come just as thou art, with thy woe, Fall down at the feet of the Lamb; He will not, He cannot say, “Go”, But surely will take out thy stain

A fountain is opened for sin, And thousands its virtues have proved He’ll take thee, and plunge thee therein, And wash thee from filth in His blood.

The soul that on Jesus relies, He’ll never, no never deceive; He freely and faithfully gives More blessings than we can conceive; Yea, down to old age He will keep, Nor will He forsake us at last;

He knows and is known by His sheep; They’re His, and He will hold them fast.

I realize I already blogged tonight. But, I think I'll just post whatever I want without any rhyme or reason. This hymn is just too good to pass up a chance to share. What a good reminder of my good Savior's faithful love. In that can I rest. 

p.s. Don't you love that incredibly full feeling after you've eaten a Chipotle burrito and 2 ice cream sandwiches? I can't think of a better feeling. I'm thankful for those 2 gems.