A long time I struggled with conflicts within,
I longed to be free from the burden of sin,
My heart was so wayward tho’ oft I had tried
To yield up my will to the dear Crucified.
I longed to be free, oh, I longed to be free!
From bondage and sin, how I longed to be free!
I heard the glad story of pardon so free,
And mercy abundant for sinners like me;
But pride was my master,
I stilled my heart’s moan,
And went on my way, feeling sad, and so lone.
At last His love conquered, I flew to His breast,
And cried in my anguish,
O Lord, give me rest!
I heard His sweet voice say,
Fear not, I am near,
Thy prayer I have answered, thy pardon is here.
No longer in sadness or sorrow I roam,
My Savior goes with me,
My heart is His home;
I tell Him my troubles, and all that alarms,
He whispers most sweetly,
Come, hide in My arms.