Constanza I: O, Jesus!

O, Jesus, thank Thee for this day! 
My mind was cast upon the tree 
To pay death’s price and set us free.
O, Jesus, Lord Thou art the way, 
The truth the Light that shines on men 
And breathes new life in us again.
Thy healing balm send fresh today, 
Be poured on us, heal us within, 
Release us from the pow’r of sin.
O, Jesus, come without delay! 
O, Lord, walk ev’ry mile with me 
Until Thy Kingdom I shall see.
O, Jesus, come as fresh as May, 
And quench our thirst as gentle rain, 
And lead us home, rid us from pain!

© Timothy 5 April, 2015
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Published on December 31, 2015 19:30
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