1 O May I know the grace of God!
And taste his love divine;
His love in my soul shed abroad,
Could make the Saviour mine.
2 To dwell in God, and God in me,
Would perfect me in love--
How bles'd and happy would I be
In him to live and move.
3 No slavish fear torments the heart:
Where love an dwell and reign!
The pow'rs of darkness must depart,
The soul is freed from pain.
4 We love him who hath lov'd us first:
Who bought us with his blood;
Who made us bless'd when we were curs'd,
And enemies to God.
5 To love the Lord, thus we are bound
Our fellow-men likewise!
Or our profession will be found,
But vanity and lies.
6 Lord! make me faithful and sincere,
Make me to watch and pray:
That I may never need to fear
Of being cast away.
|First Line:||O May I know the grace of God!|
|Topic:||First Sunday after Trinity|