It Came To Me One Precious Day,
That I Had Grieved My Lord Away;
It Smote Me With A Sense Of Loss,
And Drove Me To His Blessed Cross.
By Faith I Saw Him On The Tree;
‘Twas There His Blood
Was Shed For Me;
And By That Look, O Love Divine,
I Now Am His, And He Is Mine.
It Came To Me That Joyful Day,
That He Would Take My Sins Away,
If I To Him Would Trust My All,
And On His Name But Humbly Call,
By Faith I Saw Him On The Tree;
‘Twas There His Blood
Was Shed For Me;
And By That Look, O Love Divine,
I Now Am His, And He Is Mine.
It Came To Me That Golden Day,
That In My Heart
He’d Come And Stay,
And There Abide For Evermore,
If I Would Open Wide The Door.
By Faith I Saw Him On The Tree;
‘Twas There His Blood
Was Shed For Me;
And By That Look, O Love Divine,
I Now Am His, And He Is Mine.