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.