1 GOD of my salvation, hear, And help me to believe; Simply do I now draw near, Thy blessing to receive: Full of guilt, alas! I am, But to Thy wounds for refuge flee; Friend of sinners, spotless Lamb, Thy blood was shed for me. 2 Standing now as newly slain, To Thee I lift mine eye; Balm of all my grief and pain, Thy blood is always nigh: Now as yesterday the same Thou art, and wilt for ever be: Friend of sinners, &c. 3 Full of truth and grace Thou art. And here is all my