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 !
2. Thou, the Holy, Meek, and Lowly, Jesus, unto Thee I come ; Keep me ever, let me never From Thy blessed keeping roam.
3. Here abiding, in Thee hiding, Seeks my weary soul to rest ; Till the dawning of the morning, When I wake among the blest.
4. 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.