TO whom, Lord, shall we go
   When burdened, sick, and faint?
To whom could we our troubles show,
    And pour out our complaint?
2      The Saviour bids us come:
    O why do we delay?
He calls the weary sinner home,
    And yet from Him we stray.
3      What is it holds us back,
    From which we cannot part,
Which will not let the Saviour take
    Possession of the heart?
4      Now, Lord, the hindrance show,
    Which we so fear to see:
O let us all consent to know
    What keeps our soul from Thee.
5      Searcher of hearts, in mine
    Thy saving power display,
Into its darkest corners shine,
    And draw me to Thy way.
Charles Wesley, 1707-88