Lord, I Come to Thee

Verse 1

Lord, I come to Thee for rest, Guilty, helpless and undone; Wearied, and by sin oppressed, Burdened with a heart of stone; I against Thee have rebelled, Suffered earth my love to win; From my birth Thou hast beheld Me the willing slave of sin.

Verse 2

When Thy Spirit gently strove To reclaim my erring heart, Urging me my God to love, Urging me from sin to part,— I that blessed Spirit drove Rashly from this wretched breast; Would not seek the joys above, Nor accept the proffered rest.

Verse 3

O abused and slighted Lord, Can’st Thou such a heart receive? Yes, Thou can’st; for Thy own word Calls me still to come and live; Lord, I come; O make me Thine; Cleanse my soul and set me free; Gladly do I sin resign, Joyfully return to Thee.