| Song | Here O My Lord I See Thee |
| Album | Pentecostal And Apostolic Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | Here O My Lord I See Thee |
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Here, O My Lord, I See Thee Face To Face;
Here Would I Touch And Handle Things Unseen;
Here Grasp With Firmer Hand Eternal Grace,
And All My Weariness Upon Thee Lean.
Here Would I Feed Upon The Bread Of God,
Here Drink With Thee The Royal Wine Of Heaven;
Here Would I Lay Aside Each Earthly Load,
Here Taste Afresh The Calm Of Sin Forgiven.
I Have No Help But Thine; Nor Do I Need
Another Arm Save Thine To Lean Upon;
It Is Enough, My Lord, Enough Indeed;
My Strength Is In Thy Might, Thy Might Alone.
Mine Is The Sin, But Thine The Righteousness;
Mine Is The Guilt, But Thine The Cleansing Blood;
Here Is My Robe, My Refuge, And My Peace;
Thy Blood, Thy Righteousness, O Lord My God.
Too Soon We Rise; The Symbols Disappear;
The Feast, Though Not The Love, Is Past And Gone.
The Bread And Wine Remove, But Thou Art There
Nearer Than Ever- Still My Shield And Sun.
Feast After Feast Thus Comes And Passes By;
Yet, Passing, Points To The Glad Feast Above,
Giving Sweet Foretaste Of The Festal Joy,
The Lamb’s Great Bridal Feast Of Bliss And Love.
