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
Thyself,
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 calm,
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 blessèd 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 throne,
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.
