It Came to Me

Verse 1

It came to me one precious day, That I had grieved my Lord away; It smote me with a sense of loss, And drove me to His blessed cross.

Chorus

By faith I saw Him on the tree; ‘Twas there His blood was shed for me; And by that look, O love Divine! I now am His, and He is mine.

Verse 2

It came to me that joyful day, That He would take my sins away, If I to Him would trust my all, And on His name but humbly call.

Verse 3

It came to me that golden day, That in my heart He’d come and stay, And there abide for evermore, If I would open wide the door.