| Thou, Israel, art My servant, Jacob whom I have chosen, the seed of Abraham My friend. (Isa. 41:8) |
| Henceforth I call you not servants; for the servant knoweth not what his lord doeth: but I have called you friends; for all things that I have heard of My Father I have made known unto you. (John 15:15) |
| How precious also are Thy thoughts unto me, O God! How great is the sum of them! If I should count them, they are more in number than the sand. (Psa. 139:17‑18) |
To heart and soul how sweet Thou art,
O great High Priest of God!
My heart brought nigh to God’s own heart
By Thy most precious blood. |
Thy love is told, so deep, so free,
Reveals the Father’s heart —
Not what I am, or I must be:
It tells me what Thou art. |
