Wand’ring from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed his precious blood.
5 O! to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
Bind my wand’ring heart to thee:
6 Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love—
Here’s my heart, O take and seal it,