Jesus Found Me

’Twas in the star­less night of sor­row

That He found me

When the spec­ter of my grief was hold­ing sway;

O ’twas then He threw His lov­ing pow­er around me

And chased the shades of sor­row all away.

Jesus found me

hal­le­lu­jah! Je­sus found me!

I shall nev­er

nev­er cease His praise to sing

And when time shall end

And Heav­en ope­ns round me

I’ll kiss His feet

and end­less hom­age bring.

’Twas on the sea of sin­ful plea­sure

That He found me

And the sky was black

the storm was bod­ing ill;

When He spoke in won­drous voice

The waves com­mand­ing

Oh heed

ye ang­ry pas­sion

peace

be still.

’Twas when the lamp of faith was burn­ing low

He found me

And no ho­ney drops were on the cha­lice rim

That He said

My child

when­ev­er did I fail thee?

My Spir­it take

let vic­to­ry here be­gin.

’Twas in the hour of ho­ly tri­umph

That He found me

On the mount­ain top of vi­sion with my Lord

And I walked with scenes of glo­ry all around us

And shout­ed

Hal­le­lu­jah! un­to God.