By:
T.W.P. Wolston, Editor
OH, Christ to us is precious,
He died our souls to save,
And we in Him believing
Eternal life now have―
Communion with the Father,
And with His blessed Son,
The risen Man in glory,
The Father’s Holy One.
No longer of the darkness,
But children of the light,
As strangers here and pilgrims
We walk by faith, not sight.
As Christ is now in glory,
In favor, so are we,
Accepted and beloved,
From condemnation free.
And though our path be dreary,
And trials round us close,
We joy in God our Father,
We in His love repose.
Through Him who hath so loved us
We more than conquerors are;
Naught can from Him divide us,
And naught our peace can mar.
O Jesus, Saviour, keep us
Abiding in Thy love;
May we its depth and fullness
Each day more fully prove.
We would be ever looking
For that most blessed day,
When Thou wilt come’ from heaven,
And take Thy saints away.
M.S.S.