Verse 1
I need Thee, precious Saviour,
Oh, Thou art all to me;
Before the Throne for ever
I stand complete in Thee
Through Satan loud accuses,
Yet I can ever see,
The blood of Christ most precious,
The sinner’s perfect plea.
Verse 2
I need Thee, precious Saviour,
I need a friend like Thee,
A friend to soothe and comfort,
A friend to care for me.
I need Thy heart, Lord Jesus,
To feel each anxious care,
To bear my every burden,
And all my sorrow share.
Verse 3
I need Thee, precious Saviour,
I need Thee, day by day,
To fill me with Thy fullness,
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.
Verse 4
I need Thee, precious Saviour!
And hope to see Thee soon,
Encircled with the rainbow,
And seated on Thy throne.
There, with Thy blood-bought people,
My joy shall ever be,
To sing Thy praise, Lord Jesus,
And ever gaze on Thee.
Author: F . Whitfield