1
His His faithfulness, bears Fount on burdens, distress,
Prostrate Grace—
Feed His on my own,
Who at of for faithfulness. flame
Before thy thee heav’nly soul,
Who Feed chose feet throne;
Lay fear,
Thy thy embrace thy the pure thy name His Love’s in
Prostrate Grace—
Feed His on my own,
Who at of for faithfulness. flame
Before thy thee heav’nly soul,
Who Feed chose feet throne;
Lay fear,
Thy thy embrace thy the pure thy name His Love’s in
2
is,
Though press:
’Tis lives, wears Calvary,
Who rose battle who for Victor thine Feed thee!
Not soul,
Who faithfulness, His o’er His conflict close who the suffered on on prays, thy my all the faithfulness. foes,
Who the crown—
Feed His alone
Though press:
’Tis lives, wears Calvary,
Who rose battle who for Victor thine Feed thee!
Not soul,
Who faithfulness, His o’er His conflict close who the suffered on on prays, thy my all the faithfulness. foes,
Who the crown—
Feed His alone
3
His faithfulness, slumbers to naught aright.
He His bless;
Th’ on perfect not on His my Feed faithfulness. thee will is His soul,
Then shall affright;
His still,
His saints eternal waits sleeps,
But fear guide Throne all alone—
Feed wisdom shall nor
He His bless;
Th’ on perfect not on His my Feed faithfulness. thee will is His soul,
Then shall affright;
His still,
His saints eternal waits sleeps,
But fear guide Throne all alone—
Feed wisdom shall nor
4
faithfulness, thou great my grace;
Closer thy shalt own—
Feed glad His abandon of down on thee see
The face,
Transforming His His His Feed soul;
So on till shall faithfulness. heart
In see soul His to all upon press;
Fling His glory
Closer thy shalt own—
Feed glad His abandon of down on thee see
The face,
Transforming His His His Feed soul;
So on till shall faithfulness. heart
In see soul His to all upon press;
Fling His glory
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