148. Lord, While Our Souls in Faith Repose

C.M.
by Mary Bowley
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Lord, while our souls in faith repose
 
Upon Thy precious blood,
 
Peace like an even river flows,
 
And mercy like a flood.
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But boundless joy shall fill our hearts
 
When gazing on Thy face;
 
We fully see what faith imparts,
 
And glory crowns Thy grace.
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Unseen we love Thee; dear Thy name;
 
But when our eyes behold,
 
With joyful wonder we'll exclaim,
 
"The half had not been told!"
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For Thou exceedest all the fame
 
Our ears have ever heard;
 
How happy we who know Thy name,
 
And trust Thy faithful word!