He Is Mine, I Am His

1 Blessed Lily of the Valley, oh, how fair is he!
He is mine, I am his;
Sweeter than the angels’ music is his voice to me,
He is mine, I am his;
Where the lilies fair are blooming by the waters calm,
There he leads me, and upholds me by his strong right arm;
All the air is love around me, I can feel no harm,
He is mine, I am his.

Refrain:
Lily of the Valley, He is mine,
Lily of the Valley, I am his;
Sweeter than the angels’ music is his voice to me,
He is mine, I am his.

2 Let me sing of all his mercies, of his kindness true,
He is mine, I am his;
Fresh at morn, and in the evening, comes a blessing new,
He is mine, I am his;
With the deep’ning shadows comes a whisper, “Safely rest,
Sleep in peace, for I am near thee, naught shall thee molest;
I will linger till the morning, Keeper, Friend, and Guest,”
He is mine, I am his. [Refrain]

3 Tho’ he lead me thro’ the valley of the shade of death,
He is mine, I am his;
Should I fear, when, oh, so tenderly he whispereth,
He is mine, I am his;
For the sunshine of his presence doth illume the night,
And he leads me through the valley to the mountain height;
Out of bondage into freedom, into cloudless light,
He is mine, I am his. [Refrain]

Source: Songs of Love and Praise No. 4 #192

• MIDI file from Songs of Love and Praise No. 4 #192