1 How gladly I my place have taken
Among the flock of God's elect!
With them I have the world forsaken
And Jesus' coming now expect.
Redeemed by His unbounded love,
My home will be with Christ above.
2 How sweet the words, how reassuring,
That I to God am reconciled!
His pardon for my sins securing,
My soul no longer is defiled.
The peace of God I now possess
Which ev'ry evil can redress.
3 I bid the wicked world defiance,
Though fiercely it God's Word attack;
In Him I place my firm reliance
Who never takes His promise back;
Though earth and heaven pass away,
His Word shall evermore hold sway.
4 How gladly I His promise ponder!
Though sinful, yet in grace I stand;
A heritage awaits me yonder,
And heaven is my fatherland.
My Lord, as Victor in the strife,
Awards to me the crown of life.
5 How good to hear my Savior calling,
To see Him even face to face!
What bliss before Him prostrate falling
To find with Him a resting place
And with the saints in sweet accord
To sing the praise of Christ, my Lord!
Text Information | |
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First Line: | How gladly I my place have taken |
Title: | How Gladly I My Place Have Taken |
Author: | P. S. Vig |
Meter: | 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1928 |
Topic: | Following Christ |
Notes: | Danish first line: Hvor salig er det dog at have; Translator: P. C. Paulsen |
Tune Information | |
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Name: | [How gladly I my place have taken] |
Meter: | 9, 8, 9, 8, 8, 8. |
Key: | C Major |