"EXCEEDING RICHES OF HIS GRACE".
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Keep me still close to Thee, Lord; Thou knowest
Thou art my hope and rest;
And trustful let me tread the path Thou showest,
Still leaning on Thy breast.
Thou art my hope and rest;
And trustful let me tread the path Thou showest,
Still leaning on Thy breast.
"THE EXCEEDING RICHES OF HIS GRACE."
"They shall see His face; and His name shall be in their foreheads."—Rev. xxii. 4.
Shall I see my risen Saviour?
Hear His voice, behold Him nigh?
Touch that very hand extended
On the cross on Calvary?
Hear His voice, behold Him nigh?
Touch that very hand extended
On the cross on Calvary?
Oft my soul seemed nigh to meet Him,
But death's shadow passed away;
So she folds her wings, awaiting
For the fair Sabbatic day,
But death's shadow passed away;
So she folds her wings, awaiting
For the fair Sabbatic day,
When I never more shall wander,
Never miss His blessed smile.
Peace, my heart, and trust Him fully
For the rest this little while!
Never miss His blessed smile.
Peace, my heart, and trust Him fully
For the rest this little while!
Sighs have dulled my song's glad measure,
Sorrows passed with passing days;
But the conflict and the triumph
Swell the themes of endless praise.
Sorrows passed with passing days;
But the conflict and the triumph
Swell the themes of endless praise.
