Jesus, I am blind- be my light;
Darkened in my mind- be my wisdom;
Bend my stubborn will to Your own,
Open up my ears to hear Your Spirit.

Melt my conscience once again,
Help me hate the sight of sin;
And when Satan comes to tempt me . . .

I come running to You
When I fear, when I’m tried;
I come running to You
To Your blood, to Your side.

There my soul finds rest,
There my soul finds rest- in You
My soul finds rest in You.

Shepherd of my soul- lead me on,
To the pastures green in Your Scriptures;
Make me to lie down by waters still
Fill me with Your peace in the tempest.

I take my refuge in Your cross,
By Your sacrifice I’m washed;
And when Satan comes accusing

I come running to You
When I fear, when I’m tried;
I come running to You
To Your blood, to Your side.

There my soul finds rest,
There my soul finds rest- in You
My soul finds rest in You.

Once I was Your foe, a slave to sin;
a stranger to Your love, a hopeless outcast;
But You have brought me near by the blood
Now I’m Your precious child and heir with Jesus.

You brought heaven to my soul,
Your wondrous love it overflows;
And I marvel how You love me

I come running to You
When I fear, when I’m tried;
I come running to You
To Your blood, to Your side.

There my soul finds rest,
There my soul finds rest- in You.
My soul finds rest in You.

When I’m burdened
When I’m tired
When I’m cold and have lost my fire
When I’m weary in this race
I will run to seek Your face.

I come running, running to You.

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