Out of Christ

Out of Christ, and yet so near,
That thy heart His voice can hear,
Pleading still - "O Come to Me!
I have given My life for thee."

Out of Christ, a wanderer yet;
What if now thy sun should set?
And in darkness leave thy soul,
To the tempter's dread control?

Out of Christ, a slave to sin;
Rise, and let the Saviour in!
If thou bid Him longer wait,
Soon for thee 't will be too late.

Yield to Him thy broken heart,
He will take thee as thou art;
Now His offered grace receive,
And no more the Spirit grieve.

- Fanny J. Crosby
No. 342 in Sacred Songs & Solos
Complied by Ira D. Sankey

John 8:34 Jesus answered them, Verily, verily, I say unto you, Whosoever committeth sin is the servant of sin. 35 And the servant abideth not in the house for ever: but the Son abideth ever. 36 If the Son therefore shall make you free, ye shall be free indeed.

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