1 Whom have we, Lord, in heav'n, but thee,
And whom on earth beside?
Where else for succor can we flee,
Or in whose strength confide?
2 Thou art our portion here below,
Our promised bliss above;
Ne'er may our souls an object know
So precious as thy love.
3 When heart and flesh, O Lord, shall fail,
Thou wilt our spirits cheer;
Support us through life's thorny vale,
And calm each anxious fear.
|First Line:||Whom have we, Lord, in heav'n, but thee|
|Topic:||Provisions of the Gospel: Invitations and Promises; God the Portion of the Soul|