1 I am coming to Thee, Savior,
Heavy laden and oppressed,
For I need Thy saving mercy,
And I want Thy heav’nly rest.
Earth’s bright hopes have failed and faded,
Earth’s dear love has passed away;
I am burdened, weary hearted,
As I come to Thee today.
I am coming, simply coming,
In my sinfulness to Thee;
I am sure Thou wilt receive me,
For Thy promise is my plea.
2 I am coming to Thee, Savior,
I have heard Thy loving call,
And tho’ untold sins oppress me,
Thou canst save me from them all.
I am coming, sadly owning
That I do not come aright;
Yet believing that my darkness
Will be changed to perfect light. [Refrain]
3 I am coming! tho’ the tempter
Bids my trembling soul despair;
If I reach Thy feet, O Jesus,
I shall never perish there.
If I do but touch Thy garment,
Thou wilt surely make me whole;
Lord, I come, I touch, I trust Thee
Save, oh save my sinful soul. [Refrain]
Display Title: Coming To TheeFirst Line: I am coming to Thee, SaviorTune Title: CHECOTAHAuthor: Eva Travers PooleMeter: 87.87.87 DSource: Pure Delight!, by George F. Root and Charles C. Case (Cincinnati: John Church, 1883)