Once He came in bless­ing,
All our ills re­dress­ing,
Came in like­ness low­ly,
Son of God most ho­ly;
Bore the cross to save us,
Hope and free­dom gave us.

Still He comes with­in us,
Still His voice would win us
From the sins that hurt us;
Would to truth con­vert us
From our fool­ish er­rors,
Ere He comes in ter­rors.

Thus if Thou hast known Him,
Not ash­amed to own Him,
Nor dost love Him cold­ly,
But will trust Him bold­ly,
He will now re­ceive thee,
Heal thee, and for­give thee.

But through ma­ny a trial,
Deepest self-de­ni­al,
Long and brave en­dur­ance,
Must thou win as­sur­ance
That His own He makes thee,
And no more for­sakes thee.

He who thus en­dur­eth,
Bright re­ward se­cur­eth
Come, then, O Lord Je­sus!
From our sins re­lease us;
Let us here con­fess Thee,
Till in Heav’n we bless Thee.