I  was lost in a rocky and desolate land,
    Struggling bravely to reach the true goal;
    Not a covert from tempest, a shelter from storm,
    Christ reached out to rescue my storm.

                CHORUS

    He reached out to rescue my soul,
    He reached out to rescue my soul,
    From Golgotha’s hill, o’er desert and sea,
    He reached out to rescue my soul.

2. And my eyes were so blinded, I could not then See,
    In a dry land no shadow for me;
    I was empty and hungry, both thirsty and faint,
    Christ reached out to replenish me.

3.  I, a vile person, practicing fraudulently,
    Lying words to devise, to destroy;
    When the needy spoke rightly, suppressed their Right cause,
    Christ reached out to purge the alloy.

    I was careless in speech and unguarded in word,
    Trembling, restless, I came to the Lord;
    When all my resources and counsels were o’er,
    Christ reached out and me He restored.

5. I was vain in conforming to things of this world,
    Knowing not the judgment of God;
    I had pleasure in those who were “worthy of Death”,
   To Hades He reached out my Lord!