1 

I need Thee, precious Jesus!

   For I am full of sin;

My soul is dark and guilty,

   My spirit dead within:

I need the cleansing fountain,

   Where I can always flee:

The blood of Christ most precious,

   The sinner's perfect plea.

 2 

I need Thee, precious Jesus!

   For I am very poor;

A stranger and a pilgrim,

   I have no earthly store:

I need the love of Jesus,

   To cheer me on my way,

To guide my doubting footsteps,

   To be my strength and stay.

 3 

I need Thee, precious Jesus!

   I need a friend like Thee;

A friend to soothe and comfort,

   A friend to care for me:

I need the heart of Jesus,

   To feel each anxious care,

To bear my every burden,

   And all my sorrow share.

 4 

I need Thee, precious Jesus!

   I need Thee day by day,

To fill me with Thy fulness,

   To lead me on my way;

I need Thy Holy Spirit,

   To teach me what I am;

To show me more of Jesus,

   To point me to the Lamb.

 5 

I need Thee, precious Jesus!

   And hope to see Thee soon,

Encircled with Thy glory,

   And seated on Thy throne;

There with Thy blood-bought people,

   My joy shall ever be

To praise Thee, precious Jesus,

   To gaze, my Lord, on Thee.