Lone And Weary, Sad And Dreary,
Lord, I Would Thy Call Obey ;
Thee Believing, Christ Receiving,
I Would Come To Thee To-Day.

I Am Coming, I Am Coming,
Coming, Saviour, To Be Blest ;
I Am Coming, I Am Coming,
Coming, Lord, To Thee For Rest !

Thou, The Holy, Meek, And Lowly,
Jesus, Unto Thee I Come ;
Keep Me Ever, Let Me Never
From Thy Blessed Keeping Roam.

Here Abiding, In Thee Hiding,
Seeks My Weary Soul To Rest ;
Till The Dawning Of The Morning,
When I Wake Among The Blest.

Be Thou Near Me, Keep And Cheer Me,
Through Life’s Dark And Stormy Way ;
Turn My Sadness Into Gladness,
Turn My Darkness Into Day.