I Am Coming to the Cross

I am com­ing to the cross;

I am poor and weak and blind;

I am count­ing all but dross;

I shall full sal­va­tion find.

I am trust­ing

Lord

in Thee.

Blessèd Lamb of Cal­va­ry;

Humbly at Thy cross I bow.

Save me

Je­sus

save me now.

Long my heart has sighed for Thee;

Long has ev­il reigned with­in;

Jesus sweet­ly speaks to me:

I will cleanse you from all sin.

Here I give my all to Thee:

Friends and time and earth­ly store;

Soul and body Thine to be

Wholly Thine for­ev­er­more.

In the pro­mis­es I trust;

Now I feel the blood ap­plied;

I am pros­trate in the dust;

I with Christ am cru­ci­fied.

Jesus comes! He fills my soul!

Perfected in Him I am;

I am ev­ery whit made whole:

Glory

glo­ry to the Lamb!