148. Lord, While Our Souls in Faith Repose

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