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 Here I’ll sit, forever viewing
Mercy's streams in streams of blood:
Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
3 Truly blessèd is the station,
Low before His cross to lie,
While I see divine compassion,
Beaming in His gracious eye.
4 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation
Fix my thankful heart on Thee,
Till I taste Thy full salvation
And Thine unveiled glory see.
Amen.
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First Line: | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing |
Title: | Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing |
Author: | Walter Shirley |
Publication Date: | 1937 |