Humbly, O Lord, I wait beside

Humbly, O Lord, I wait beside

Author: Ida L. Reed
Tune: [Humbly, O Lord, I wait]
Published in 3 hymnals

Audio files: MIDI

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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.

Source: Glorious Praise: specially prepared for use in the prayer meeting, the church service, the young people's meetings, the Sunday school, the evangelistic and other religious gatherings #15

Author: Ida L. Reed

Ida Lilliard Reed, 1865-1951 Born: November 30, 1865, near Ar­den, Bar­bour Coun­ty, West Vir­gin­ia. Died: Ju­ly 8, 1951, Ar­den, West Vir­gin­ia. Buried: Eb­e­nez­er Meth­odi­st Church, Ar­den, West Vir­gin­ia. Reed is said to have writ­ten 2,000 hymns in her life­time. In 1939, the Amer­i­can So­ci­e­ty of Com­pos­ers, Au­thors and Pub­lish­ers re­cog­nized her "sub­stan­tial con­tri­bu­tion to Amer­i­can mu­sic" by award­ing her a small "week­ly bo­nus." Lyrics-- After the Storm Is Over All in Thy Hands I Leave, Dear Lord All in thy Hands I Leave, Dear Lord All the Pen­nies Ga­thered Are Thy Days Full Oft­en Drear Are You Cling­ing Close to Je­sus… Go to person page >

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First Line: Humbly, O Lord, I wait beside
Author: Ida L. Reed

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