Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream.
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.
From the hymn "Come, Ye Sinners, Poor and Needy"
The chorus is full of hope too:
I will arise and go to Jesus. He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior, O there are ten thousand charms.
