Out of unrest and arrogant pride, Jesus I come, Jesus I come
Into Thy blessed will to abide, Jesus I come to Thee
Out of myself to dwell in Thy love, Out of despair into raptures above,
Upward for aye on wings like a dove, Jesus I come to Thee.

Ha. Out of despair into raptures above. Something I yearn to experience. Life's difficult. and sometimes I wish I could take with wings and soar far above this mortal experience. But trust Him, for the grace sufficient, every equal to my needs! Pls pray!