Out of the distance and darkness so deep,
Out of the settled and perilous sleep;
Out of the region and shadow of death,
Out of its foul and pestilent breath:
Out of the bondage and wearying chains,
Out of companionship ever with stains:
Into the light and the glory of God,
Into the holiest, made clean by blood:
Into His arms— His embrace and His kiss—
Into the scene of ineffable bliss;
Into the quiet and infinite calm,
Into the place of the song and the psalm.
Wonderful love, that has wrought all for me!
Wonderful work, that has thus set me free!
Wonderful ground upon which I have come!
Wonderful tenderness welcoming home!
Out of disaster and ruin complete,
Out of the struggle and dreary defeat.
Out of my sorrow and burden and shame,
Out of the evils too fearful to name;
Out of my guilt, and the criminal's doom,
Out of the dreading, the terror, the gloom;
Into the sense of forgiveness and rest,
Into inheritance with all the blest,
Into a righteous and permanent peace,
Into the grandest and fullest release,
Into the comfort without an alloy,
Into a perfect and confident joy.
Wonderful holiness, bringing to light!
Wonderful grace, putting all out of sight!
Wonderful wisdom, devising the way!
Wonderful power, that nothing can stay!
"The Lord is good, a stronghold in the day of trouble; and He knoweth them that trust in Him."