Glorious Praise ‎#15

15. Humbly, O Lord, I Wait

1 Humbly, O Lord, I wait,
Beside thy throne,
No treasure rich or great,
I call my own.
But all I am is thine,
Bought by thy love divine,
Take thou this heart of mine,
My Lord and King.

2 With empty hands I come,
No gifts I bring
To thee, thou Holy One,
My gracious King;
But in thy loving eyes,
Each scar and sacrifice
Before thy throne will rise
And plead for me.

3 Cold is the world to me,
And dark, dear Lord,
Without thy mercy free,
Thy Holy word,
On which to lean and rest,
When weary and oppressed,
O Friend of all the best,
To thee I come.

4 No other friend I know,
No friend like thee,
Whose healing love doth flow,
So full and free;
That every sorrow dies,
And weary aching eyes,
With joy and glad surprise,
Their weeping cease.

Text Information

• First Line: Humbly, O Lord, I wait
• Title: Humbly, O Lord, I Wait
• Author: Ida L. Reed
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1904

Tune Information

• Name: [Humbly, O Lord, I wait]
• Composer: W. H. Doane