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.