Classic Poem

My God, my Father, dost Thou call
Thy long-lost wandering child to Thee?
And canst Thou, wilt Thou pardon all?
I come, I come: Lord, save Thou me.

O Jesus, art Thou passing by
With all Thy goodness, grace and power?
And dost Thou hear my broken cry?
I come, I come in mercy's hour.

O Holy Spirit, is it Thou
My tenderest Friend, refused too long?
And art Thou pleading, striving now?
I come, I come: make weakness strong.

Yes, Lord, I come: Thy heart of love
Is moving, kindling, drawing mine.
I cast me at Thy feet to prove
The bliss, the heaven of being Thine.