By Dallas Holm

I was slowly dying through the years,
Thinking I was living all the time.
Must have cried a river full of tears,
Did not think that river could be mine.
Then one day while standing on the bank,
I slipped and fell and took a tumble down;
While looking for some help I slowly sank,
Seemed to me no rescue could be found.

I was drowning in a river
That flowed from my own tears;
I was running from a danger
Made of my own fears.
I was falling in a deep dark hole
That I had dug myself;
That's when Jesus found me!

And He said, "Come, give me your hand
And I'll lift you out of the sinking sand
And I'll set your feet upon the Rock to stay;
Come, give me your heart
And I'll help you find a brand new start
And you'll see that serving Me's the only way."

And He said, "Come, give me your hand
And I'll lift you out of the sinking sand
And I'll set your feet upon the Rock to stay;
Come, give me your heart
And I'll help you find a brand new start
And you'll see that serving Me's the only way."