When wondrous words my Lord would say, That I unto His mind may reach, He chooses out a lowly way And robes His thoughts in childlike speech. He came right down to me, He came right down to me, To condescend to be my friend, He came right down to me. The voice divine, those
I know Thee who Thou art, And what Thy healing name, For when my fainting heart The burden nigh o’ercame, I saw Thy footprints on my road Where lately passed the Son of God. Thy name is joined with mine By every human tie, And my new name is Thine; A child of God am
When shall I come unto the healing waters? Lifting my heart, I cry to Thee my prayer; Spirit of peace, my comforter and healer, In whom my springs are found, Let my soul meet Thee there. From a hill I know, Healing waters flow; O rise, Immanuel’s tide, And my soul overflow! Wash from my
Saviour, if my feet have faltered On the pathway of the cross, If my purposes have altered Or my gold be mixed with dross, O forbid me not Thy service, Keep me yet in Thy employ, Pass me through a sterner cleansing If I may but give Thee joy! All my work is for the
I believe that God the Father Can be seen in God the Son; In the gentleness of Jesus Love for all the world is shown. Though men crucify their Saviour, And His tenderness rebuff, God is love, the cross is saying; Calvary is proof enough. I believe in transformation; God can change the hearts of
