LORD Jesus, thou dost keep thy child
Through sunshine or through tempest wild;
Jesus, I trust in thee.
Thine is such wondrous power to save;
Thine is the mighty love that gave
Its all on Calvary.
2 O glorious Saviour, thee I praise!
To thee my new glad song I raise,
And tell of what thou art.
Thy grace is boundless in its store;
Thy face of love shines evermore;
Thou givest me thy heart.
3 Upon thy promises I stand,
Trusting in thee; thine own right hand
Doth keep and comfort me.
My soul doth triumph in thy word;
Thine, thine be all the praise, dear Lord,
As thine the victory.
4 Love perfecteth what it begins;
Thy power doth save me from my sins;
Thy grace upholdeth me.
This life of trust, how glad, how sweet;
My need and thy great fulness meet,
And I have all in thee.
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First Line: | Lord Jesus, thou dost keep thy child |
Author: | Jean Sophia Pigott (1845-82) |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1986 |
Topic: | The salvation soldier: Faith and trust |