1  My wandering days grew increasingly empty

    As I searched for the way,

    Just to fill this gap inside me —

    Found my seeking vain.

 2  Though all this dark earth would convince me life's worthwhile,

    Inside all my mirth

    Was a cry for something real.

    Don't you lie to me, world!

 3  A flood of strong doubt as I heard the old story

    Of a man they called Lord;

    Yet my heart ne'er ceased to wonder,

    Is He really Lord?

 4  A search in His Word found my hardened heart softened,

    And earth's vanities faded.

    In the brightness of His presence

    Jesus came into me.