Let Me Find Thee Songtext
von Matthew Smith

Behold me here, in grief draw near
Pleading at Thy throne, oh King
To Thee each tear, each trembling fear
Jesus, Son of Man, I bring

Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, Lord of mercy, King of grace


Look down in love, and from above
With Thy Spirit satisfy
Thou hast sought me, Thou hast bought me
And thy purchase Lord am I
Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, here on earth and then on high

Hear the broken, scarcely spoken
Longings of my heart to Thee
All the crying, all the sighing
Of Thy child accepted be

Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, wounded healer, suffering Lord
Let me find Thee, let me find Thee
Let me find Thee, wounded healer, suffering Lord