I am coming, Jesus, Savior,
Weary of indwelling sin;
Struggling, wrestling, and suppressing
Fail to give me rest within.
Jesus, Jesus, blessèd Jesus!
Thou hast now this heart of mine,
Keep it ever pure and holy,
May my will be always Thine.
Now I cease my vain endeavor;
Thou alone canst set me free;
Laying all upon Thine altar,
To the cleansing fount I flee.
Jesus, Jesus, blessèd Jesus!
Thou hast now this heart of mine,
Keep it ever pure and holy,
May my will be always Thine.
Sinking, sinking; lower, lower,
’Neath the flow of cleansing blood;
Nothing knowing, all forsaking,
Wholly swallowed up in God!
Jesus, Jesus, blessèd Jesus!
Thou hast now this heart of mine,
Keep it ever pure and holy,
May my will be always Thine.
Rising higher, and still higher,
Lost in regions of delight!
No more doubting, no more sinning,
No more shadows, no more night.
Jesus, Jesus, blessèd Jesus!
Thou hast now this heart of mine,
Keep it ever pure and holy,
May my will be always Thine.
Oh, the boundless love of Jesus!
How it fills and thrills my soul!
Now I have the full assurance,
As I near the heav’nly goal.
Jesus, Jesus, blessèd Jesus!
Thou hast now this heart of mine,
Keep it ever pure and holy,
May my will be always Thine.
This song is Copyright © 2026 by Robert K. Lewis. Lyrics are by Rose M. Williams [1891] and are in the Public Domain. Samplings are Copyrighted by their respective creators. The completed song is A.I. generated by MusicHero.ai and is Licensed to Robert K. Lewis. You may link to this song, but not embed or reproduce this song elsewhere on the internet.
