1 Thou sit'st on high, eternal Word,
As Son of Man, as sov'reign Lord,
And now, by faith, on Thee we rest,
Till all Thy title have confessd.
2 Thou hast our souls from sins made clean,
Thy Spirit gives us strength within;
Whilst Thou for us in all our need
At God's right hand dost ever plead.
3 O keep us in the narrow way,
That ne'er from Thee our footsteps stray,
Sustain our weakness, calm our fear,
And to Thy presence keep us near.
4 Oh be it thus till that blest day,
When God shall wipe all tears away;
Quickly, 'tis promisd in the Word,
E'en so. Amen. Come quickly, Lord.
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| First Line: | Thou sit'st on high, eternal Word |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1881 |