A long time I wandered in darkness and sin, And wondered if ever the light would shine in ; I heard Christian friends speak of raptures divine, And I wished â how I wished â that their Saviour were mine. I wished He were mine, yes, I wished He were mine ; I wished â how I wished â that their Saviour were mine.
2. I heard the glad gospel of " good-will to men " ; I read " whosoever " again and again ; I said to my soul, " Can that promise be thine ? And then began hoping that Jesus was mine. I hoped He was mine, yes, I hoped He was mine; And then began hoping that Jesus was mine.
3. Oh, mercy surprising ! He saves even me! " Thy portion for ever," He says,"will I be;" On His word I am resting â assurance divine : I am " hoping " no longer ; I know He is mine. I know He is mine, yes, I know He is mine ; I'm hoping no longer, I know He is mine.