"THE EXCEEDING RICHES OF HIS GRACE."
"They shall see His face; and His name shall be in their foreheads."—Rev. xxii. 4.
Shall I see my risen Saviour?
Hear His voice, behold Him nigh?
Touch that very hand extended
On the cross on Calvary?
Hear His voice, behold Him nigh?
Touch that very hand extended
On the cross on Calvary?
Oft my soul seemed nigh to meet Him,
But death's shadow passed away;
So she folds her wings, awaiting
For the fair Sabbatic day,
But death's shadow passed away;
So she folds her wings, awaiting
For the fair Sabbatic day,
When I never more shall wander,
Never miss His blessed smile.
Peace, my heart, and trust Him fully
For the rest this little while!
Never miss His blessed smile.
Peace, my heart, and trust Him fully
For the rest this little while!
Sighs have dulled my song's glad measure,
Sorrows passed with passing days;
But the conflict and the triumph
Swell the themes of endless praise.
Sorrows passed with passing days;
But the conflict and the triumph
Swell the themes of endless praise.
Patience! Let me wait His coming;
He will share my desert road;
He will keep the soul He purchased
With the ransom of His blood.
He will share my desert road;
He will keep the soul He purchased
With the ransom of His blood.
Though so bright, so blest, so beauteous,
Doth my heavenly mansion shine,
Something fairer, something dearer,
There I look to claim as mine.
Doth my heavenly mansion shine,
Something fairer, something dearer,
There I look to claim as mine.
Oh, it is Thyself, Lord Jesus!
For the richest Gift above
All the gifts art Thou, sweet Giver,
Who hast crowned me with Thy love.
For the richest Gift above
All the gifts art Thou, sweet Giver,
Who hast crowned me with Thy love.
Grace He'll grant, and I shall need it
When before His throne I come,
Hear His voice, that quelled the tempest,
Bid His weary wanderer home.
When before His throne I come,
Hear His voice, that quelled the tempest,
Bid His weary wanderer home.
I shall see His face that sorrowed
O'er His faithless friends, and trace
Smiles that beamed upon the children
Folded in His fond embrace.
O'er His faithless friends, and trace
Smiles that beamed upon the children
Folded in His fond embrace.
I shall know the way He led me
Through the flame and through the flood,
And on many an unseen blessing,
Read the record, "Asked of God."
Through the flame and through the flood,
And on many an unseen blessing,
Read the record, "Asked of God."
There the prayer that seemed rejected,
And the answer long forgot,
Will await me in the temple,
Though on earth I knew them not.
And the answer long forgot,
Will await me in the temple,
Though on earth I knew them not.
Like the storms and clouds of morning,
In the sunset's radiant glow,
Gathering hues of wondrous beauty,
For the Lord's resplendent bow.
In the sunset's radiant glow,
Gathering hues of wondrous beauty,
For the Lord's resplendent bow.
Grace He grants for joy and sorrow,
Grace for dying days; and when
I behold my Lord in glory,
Grace must still my heart sustain.
Grace for dying days; and when
I behold my Lord in glory,
Grace must still my heart sustain.
I shall fall like John before Him,
With that rapturous sight opprest;
He will stoop in love to raise me
To the shelter of His breast.
With that rapturous sight opprest;
He will stoop in love to raise me
To the shelter of His breast.
Grace hath found me, grace upholds me,
Grace will grant me all I need;
Grace secures me Christ and glory—
This is grace for me indeed!
Grace will grant me all I need;
Grace secures me Christ and glory—
This is grace for me indeed!
A beloved servant of the Lord, now gone from our midst, was overheard repeating softly to himself, "I shall have grace even for that." His brother, supposing that he was meditating on the near approach of release from his sufferings, quoted the twenty-third Psalm. "Oh," replied the happy saint cheerfully, "I was not thinking of death, but of seeing the Lord Jesus! I shall gaze in His face, and then I shall fall at His feet, and He will stoop and raise me to His breast; and I shall have grace even for that."