Here, O my Lord

1) Here O my Lord I see Thee face to face
Here would I touch and handle things unseen
Here grasp with firmer hand the eternal grace
And all my weariness upon Thee lean

2) Here would I feed upon the bread of God
Here drink with Thee the royal wine of heaven
Here would I lay aside each earthly load
Here taste afresh the calms of sins forgiven

3) Too soon we rise the symbols disappear
The feast though not the love is past and gone
The bread and wine remove but Thou art here
Nearer than ever still my shield and sun

4) I have no help but Thine nor do I need
Another arm save Thine to lean upon
It is enough my Lord enough indeed
My strength is in Thy might Thy might alone

5) Mine is the sin but Thine the righteousness
Mine is the guilt but Thine the cleansing blood
Here is my robe my refuge and my peace
Thy blood Thy righteousness O Lord my God

6) Feast after feast thus comes and passes by
Yet passing points to the glad feasts above
Giving sweet foretaste of the festal joy
The Lambs great bridal feast of bliss and love