262. Satisfied With Thee, Lord Jesus

P.M.
1
Satisfied with Thee, Lord Jesus,
 
I am blest;
 
Peace which passeth understanding,
 
On Thy breast;
 
No more doubting,
 
No more trembling,
 
No more trembling,
 
Oh, what rest!
2
Occupied with me, Lord Jesus,
 
In Thy grace;
 
All Thy ways and thoughts about me,
 
Only trace
 
Deeper stories
 
Of the glories,
 
Of the glories
 
Of Thy grace.
3
Taken up with Thee, Lord Jesus,
 
I would be;
 
Finding joy and satisfaction
 
All in Thee;
 
Thou the nearest
 
And the dearest,
 
And the dearest
 
Unto me.
4
Listening for Thy shout, Lord Jesus,
 
In the air;
 
When Thy saints shall rise, with joy, to
 
Meet Thee there.
 
Oh, what gladness!
 
No more sadness,
 
No more sadness,
 
Sin nor care.
5
Longing for the bride, Lord Jesus,
 
Of Thy heart;
 
To be with Thee in the glory,
 
Where Thou art.
 
Love so groundless,
 
Grace so boundless,
 
Grace so boundless
 
Wins my heart.
6
When Thy blood-bought church, Lord Jesus,
 
Is complete;
 
When each soul is safely landed
 
At Thy feet;
 
What a story
 
In the glory,
 
In the glory
 
She'll repeat.
7
Oh, to praise Thee there, Lord Jesus,
 
Evermore!
 
Oh, to grieve and wander from Thee
 
Nevermore!
 
Earth's sad story
 
Closed in glory,
 
Closed in glory
 
On yon shore.
8
Then Thy church will be, Lord Jesus,
 
The display
 
Of God's richest grace and kindness
 
In that day;
 
Marking pages,
 
Wondrous stages,
 
Wondrous stages,
 
O'er earth's way.