Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Leigh Nash
Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night
Jesus, I come to Thee
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
Oh Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of unrest and arrogant pride
Jesus, I cometo Thee
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
Oh Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of the fear and dread of the tomb
Jesus, I come to Thee
Into the joy and pleasure, Thine own
Jesus, I come to Thee
Out of the depths of ruin untold
Into the peace of Thy shelter enfold
Ever Thy glorious face to behold
Oh 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 storm and into Thy calm
Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee