Jesus, I Come

1 Out of my darkness into Thy light,
Out of my weakness into Thy might;
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come;
Out of my error into Thy truth,
Out of my guessing into Thy sooth,
Out of my sickness into Thy youth,
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come.

2 Out of my bondage and sorrow and strife,
Into Thy freedom, forgiveness and life;
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come;
Out of unrest to breathing Thy balm,
Out of my tumult into Thy calm,
Out of my woes to song and to psalm,
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come.

3 Out of death’s horrors and madness and chains,
Into life’s comforts and glories and gains;
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come;
Out of sin’s guilt and terror and gloom,
Out of the region and shade of the tomb,
Here where the lost still find there is room,
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come.

4 Out of my pride and perverseness of will,
Free from the void Thou only canst fill,
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come;
Out of my will, my sov’reign to own,
Trusting Thy merits, Jesus alone,
Lately so lost, to crown and to throne,
Jesus, I come, Jesus I come.

Source: The Chorus of Praise: for use in Sunday Schools, Young People's Meetings, Revivals, Prayer Meetings, and All the Social Services of the Church #105

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