1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend:
2 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll bathe;
Constant still, in faith abiding,
Life deriving from His death.
3 Truly blessed is this station--
Low before His cross I'll lie;
While I see diving compassion
Beaming from His languid eye;
4 Here I'll sit--for ever viewing
Mercy streaming in His blood:
Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
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First Line: | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing |
Title: | Sitting at Jesus' Feet |
Meter: | P. M., 8s & 7s. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1867 |
Topic: | The Lord's Supper |