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 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.
Out of the fear and dread of the tomb
Jesus I come, Jesus I come
Into the joy and light of thy home,
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.