1.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.
2.Of my shameful failure and loss,
Jesus, I Come, Jesus I come;
Into thy glorious gain of thy cross
Out of earth's sorrows into thy balm,
Out of life's storms and into thy calm,
Out of distress to jubilant psalm,
3.Of unrest and arrogant pride,
Jesus, I Come, Jesus I come;
Into thy blessed will to abide
Out of myself to dwell in thy love,
Out of despair into raptures above,
Upwards for aye on wings like a dove,
Jesus I come to thee. Amen
Copyright, 1914, by George C. Stebuins. Renewal. Used by permission