I must needs go home by the way of the cross, There’s no other way but this;
I shall ne’er get sight of the gates of light, If the way of the cross I miss.
The way of the cross leads home, The way of the cross leads home;
It is sweet to know as I onward go, The way of the cross leads home.

I must needs go on in the blood sprinkled way, The path that the Saviour trod,
If I ever climb to the heights sublime, Where the soul is at home with God.
The way of the cross leads home, The way of the cross leads home;
It is sweet to know as I onward go, The way of the cross leads home.

Then I bid farewell to the way of the world, To walk in it nevermore;
For my Lord says “Come,” and I seek my home, Where He waits at the open door.
The way of the cross leads home, The way of the cross leads home;
It is sweet to know as I onward go, The way of the cross leads home.

Out of my bondage, sorrow, and night, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into Thy freedom, gladness, and light, Jesus, I come to Thee;
Out of my sickness into Thy health, Out of my want and into Thy wealth,
Out of my sin and into Thyself, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee;
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above,
Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Out of the fear and dread of the tomb, Jesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
Into the joy and light of Thy throne, Jesus, I come to Thee;
Out of the depths of ruin untold, Into the peace of Thy sheltering fold,
Ever Thy glorious face to behold, Jesus, I come to Thee.

Are you weary, are you heavy hearted? Tell it to Jesus, Tell it to Jesus;
Are you grieving over joys departed? Tell it to Jesus alone.
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus, He is a friend that’s well known;
You’ve no other such a friend or brother, Tell it to Jesus alone.

Are there grudges raging now unbidden? Tell it to Jesus, Tell it to Jesus;
Christ will open now the path once hidden. Tell it to Jesus alone.
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus, He is a friend that’s well known;
You’ve no other such a friend or brother, Tell it to Jesus alone.

Do you fear the gath’ring clouds of sorrow? Tell it to Jesus, Tell it to Jesus;
Are you anxious what shall be tomorrow? Tell it to Jesus alone.
Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus, He is a friend that’s well known;
You’ve no other such a friend or brother, Tell it to Jesus alone.

Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bidst me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot,
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt,
Fightings and fears within, without,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Hath broken ev’ry barrier down;
Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!

Pass me not, O gentle Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art callling, Do not pass me by.
Saviour, Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by.

Let me at Thy throne of mercy Find a sweet relief;
Kneeling there in deep contrition, Help my unbelief.
Saviour, Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by.

Trusting only in Thy merit, Would I seek Thy face;
Heal my wounded, broken spirit, Save me by Thy grace.
Saviour, Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by.

Thou the spring of all my comfort, More than life to me,
Whom have I on earth beside Thee? Whom in heav’n but Thee?
Saviour, Saviour, Hear my humble cry;
While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by.

What a fellowship, what a joy divine, Leaning on the everlasting arms;
What a blessedness, what a peace is mine, Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Leaning, leaning, Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning, Leaning on the everlasting arms.

Oh, how sweet to walk in this pilgrim way, Leaning on the everlasting arms;
Oh, how bright the path grows from day to day, Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Leaning, leaning, Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning, Leaning on the everlasting arms.

What have I to dread, what have I to fear, Leaning on the everlasting arms?
I have blessed peace with my Lord so near, Leaning on the everlasting arms.
Leaning, leaning, Safe and secure from all alarms;
Leaning, leaning, Leaning on the everlasting arms.

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! That calls me from a world of care,
And bids me at my Father’s throne, Make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief, My soul has often found relief,
And oft escaped the tempter’s snare By thy return, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! Thy wings shall my petition bear
To Him, whose truth and faithfulness Engage the waiting soul to bless.
And since He bids me seek His face, Believe His word, and trust His grace,
I’ll cast on Him my ev’ry care, And wait for thee, sweet hour of prayer!

Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! May I thy consolation share,
Till, from Mount Pisgah’s lofty height, I view my home and take my flight.
This robe of flesh I’ll drop and rise To seize the everlasting prize,
And shout, while passing through the air, “Farewell, farewell, sweet hour of prayer!”

There is sunshine in my soul today, More glorious and bright
Than glows in any earthly sky, For Jesus is my light.
O there’s sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in my soul.

There is music in my soul today, For when the Lord is near,
The dove of peace sings in my heart, The flow’rs of grace appear.
O there’s sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in my soul.

There is gladness in my soul today, And hope and praise and love
For blessings which He gives me now, For joys “laid up” above.
O there’s sunshine, blessed sunshine, When the peaceful, happy moments roll;
When Jesus shows His smiling face, There is sunshine in my soul.