Henry Francis Lyte God Poems

  • 1.
    Far from my heavenly home,
    Far from my Fatherâ??s breast,
    Fainting I cry, blest Spirit, come
    And speed me to my rest.
    ...
  • 2.
    Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave and follow Thee.
    Destitute, despised, forsaken, Thou from hence my all shall be.
    Perish every fond ambition, all Iâ??ve sought or hoped or known.
    Yet how rich is my condition! God and heaven are still mine own.
    ...
  • 3.
    Pleasant are Thy courts above,
    In the land of light and love;
    Pleasant are Thy courts below
    In this land of sin and woe;
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  • 4.
    Praise the Lord, Godâ??s glories show, Alleluia!
    Saints within Godâ??s courts below, Alleluia!
    Angels round the throne above, Alleluia!
    All that see and share Godâ??s love, Alleluia!
    ...
  • 5.
    Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;
    To His feet Thy tribute bring!
    Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
    Who like me His praise should sing?
    ...
  • 6.
    Why do I sigh to find
    Life's evening shadows gathering round my way?
    The keen eye dimming, and the buoyant mind
    Unhinging day by day?
    ...
  • 7.
    My God, my King, Thy praise I sing,
    My heart is all Thine own;
    My highest powers, my choicest hours,
    I yield to Thee alone.
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  • 8.
    God of mercy, God of grace,
    Show the brightness of Thy face:
    Shine upon us, Saviour, shine,
    Fill Thy church with light Divine;
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  • 9.
    There is a safe and secret place,
    Beneath the wings divine,
    Reserved for all the heirs of grace;
    O be that refuge mine!
    ...
Total 9 God Poems by Henry Francis Lyte

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