Jesus, I Come

Out of my bondage, sorrow and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come.

Into Thy freedom, gladness and light, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of my sickness into Thy health, out of my want and into Thy wealth.

Out of my sin and into Thy-self, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come.

Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of earth's sorrows into Thy balm, out of life's storms and into Thy clam.

Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come.

Into Thy blessed will to abide, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, out of despair into raptures above.

Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come.

Into the joy and light of Thy home, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of the depths of ruin untold, into the peace of Thy sheltering fold.

Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.