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b'Jesus, I Come
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\\nOne of the best histories of the gospel song era is George Stebbins\' autobiography, Reminiscences and Gospel Hymn Stories. Stebbins was born in ht e mid-1880s in New York and showed early musical prowess. At age twenty-three, he moved to Chicago where he worked in churches and became acquainted with some of the "greats" of gospel music, such as Sankey and Bliss. In the late 1870s, D. L. Moody got hold of him, sending him into a lifetime of music evangelism.
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\\nListen to the show for Stebbins\' account of the first time he and D. L. Moody ministered together, and how "Jesus, I Come" came to be written.
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\\nScott Wesley Brown graciously granted permission to use his beautiful rendition of an updated version of this classic hymn.
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\\nThen Sings my Soul 2 Set - Volumes 1 + 2
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\\nJesus, I Come
\\nLyrics: William T. Sleeper
\\nMusic: George C. Stebbins
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\\n \\tOut of my bondage, sorrow and night,
\\nJesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
\\nInto Thy freedom, gladness, and light,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee;
\\nOut of my sickness, into Thy health,
\\nOut of my want and into Thy wealth,
\\nOut of my sin and into Thyself,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee.
\\n \\t* Out of my shameful failure and loss,
\\nJesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
\\nInto the glorious gain of Thy cross,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee;
\\nOut of earth\'s sorrows, into Thy balm,
\\nOut of life\'s storms and into Thy calm,
\\nOut of distress to jubilant psalm,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee.
\\n \\t* Out of unrest and arrogant pride,
\\nJesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
\\nInto Thy blessed will to abide,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee;
\\nOut of myself to dwell in Thy love,
\\nOut of despair, into raptures above,
\\nUpward for aye on wings like a dove,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee.
\\n \\t* Out of the fear and dread of the tomb,
\\nJesus, I come, Jesus, I come;
\\nInto the joy and light of Thy home,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee;
\\nOut of the depths of ruin untold,
\\nInto the peace of Thy sheltering fold,
\\nEver Thy glorious face to behold,
\\nJesus, I come to Thee.
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