I am wretched, poor and needy

1 I am wretched, poor, and needy;
Whither shall I fly?
There's a voice within
that tells me I must surely die.
Some have sought him; some have found him;
From their fears set free,
They sing his praises all the day;
But 'tis not so with me.

2 Oft he calls me as he passes,
Bids me come to him:
Oh, I cannot find the Saviour,
For my eyes are dim.
Some have sought him; some have found him:
From their blindness free,
They follow Jesus in the way;
But 'tis not so with me.

3 Conscience tells me of my danger,
Bids me not delay;
But I wander without knowing
How to find the way.
Some have found him, and press onward;
From their burdens free.
The shining goals is full in view;
But 'tis not so with me.

Source: The New Sabbath School Hosanna: enlarged and improved: a choice collection of popular hymns and tunes, original and selected: for the Sunday school and the family circle... #29