Out of my bondage, sorrow and night,
Jesus, I come; {2} 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; {2} 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; {2}
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.
