1 To the cross of Christ I cling;
Tho’ but faint my faith may be,
Yet this tho’t doth comfort bring:
Jesus holdeth me.
Holdeth me, He holdeth me;
Tho’ but faint my hold may be,
Yet this tho’t doth comfort bring:
Jesus holdeth me.
2 Low at Jesus’ feet I plead;
Broken tho’ my prayer may be,
Precious is the tho’t indeed:
Jesus pleads for me.
Pleads for me, He pleads for me;
Broken tho’ my prayer may be,
Precious is the tho’t indeed:
Jesus pleads for me.
3 Can I say I love the Lord?
Cold at times my love may be,
Yet how precious is the word:
Jesus loveth me.
Loveth me, He loveth me;
Cold at times my heart may be,
Yet how precious is the word:
Jesus loveth me.
Display Title: Precious ThoughtsFirst Line: To the cross of Christ I clingTune Title: [To the cross of Christ I cling]Author: Mrs. M. L. TildenDate: 1898
Display Title: Precious thoughtsFirst Line: To the cross of Christ I clingTune Title: [To the cross of Christ I cling]Author: M. L. TildenScripture: Psalm 139:17Date: 1899Subject: Refuge |
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