Someone has turned from the Lord away;
Someone has gone from the fold as­tray;
Someone is tread­ing the down­ward way—
Lord is it I? Lord, is it I?

Refrain

Lord is it I? O the thought, like a dart,
Pierces the in­ner­most depths of the heart!
If there is one who in Thee hath no part,
Lord is it I? Lord, is it I?

Someone is griev­ing the Sav­ior’s love,
Wounding the heart of the Ho­ly Dove,
Strangely for­get­ting his God above—
Lord is it I? Lord, is it I?

Refrain

Someone is out where the break­ers roll;
Someone is near to the trea­cher­ous shoal;
Someone will lose His im­mor­tal soul—
Lord is it I? Lord, is it I?

Refrain

Someone will en­ter eter­nal rest;
Someone will lean on the Sav­ior’s breast;
Someone will dwell in the man­sions blest—
Lord is it I? Lord, is it I?

Refrain