1 I would not ask for earthly store—
Thou wilt my need supply;
But I would covet, more and more,
The clear and single eye,
To see my duty face to face,
And trust Thee, Lord, for daily grace.
Chorus:
Then shall my heart keep singing
While to the cross I cling;
For rest is sweet at Jesus' feet,
While homeward faith keeps winging,
While homeward faith keeps winging.
2 I care not for the empty show
That thoughtless worldlings see;
But gladly do the best I know
And leave the rest with Thee.
Well satisfied that sweet reward
Is sure to those who trust the Lord. [Chorus]
3 Whate'er the crosses mine shall be,
I would not dare to shun;
But only ask to live for Thee,
And that Thy will be done;
Thy will, O Lord, be mine each day,
While pressing on my homeward way. [Chorus]
4 And when at last, my labor o’er,
I cross the narrow sea,
Grant, Lord, that on the other shore,
My soul may dwell with Thee;
And learn what here I cannot know,
Why Thou hast ever loved me so. [Chorus]
Source: Hymns of Praise Number Two #124
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