Coming to Thee

I am com­ing to Thee

Sav­ior

Heavy la­den and op­pressed

For I need Thy sav­ing mer­cy

And I want Thy heav’n­ly rest.

Earth’s bright hopes have failed and fad­ed

Earth’s dear love has passed away;

I am bur­dened

wea­ry heart­ed

As I come to Thee to­day.

I am com­ing

sim­ply com­ing

In my sin­ful­ness to Thee;

I am sure Thou wilt re­ceive me

For Thy pro­mise is my plea.

I am com­ing to Thee

Sav­ior

I have heard Thy lov­ing call

And tho’ un­told sins op­press me

Thou canst save me from them all.

I am com­ing

sad­ly own­ing

That I do not come aright;

Yet be­liev­ing that my dark­ness

Will be changed to per­fect light.

I am com­ing! tho’ the tempt­er

Bids my trem­bling soul des­pair;

If I reach Thy feet

O Je­sus

I shall nev­er per­ish there.

If I do but touch Thy gar­ment

Thou wilt sure­ly make me whole;

Lord

I come

I touch

I trust Thee

Save

oh save my sin­ful soul.