Oliver Holden - Cana - текст песни (слова)

Then I repent, and vex my soul
 That I should leave Thee so:
 Where will those wild affections roll
 That let a Savior go?
 
 Sin's promised joys are turned to pain,
 And I am drowned in grief;
 But my dear Lord returns again,
 He flies to my relief.
 
 Seizing my soul with sweet surprise,
 He draws with loving bands
 Divine compassion in His eyes,
 And pardon in His hands.
 
 Wretch that I am, to wander thus
 In chase of false delight!
 Let me be fastened to Thy cross,
 Rather than lose thy sight.
 
 Make haste, my days, to reach the goal,
 And bring my heart to rest
 On the dear center of my soul,
 My God, my Savior's breast.