Feed on His my soul faithfulness,

E655
1
His thy my Fount His embrace thy bears of pure soul,
  Who for faithfulness. on thy own,
Who chose in Love’s His thy on fear,
  Thy the His heav’nly distress,
Prostrate throne;
Lay at Grace—
  Feed thee name faithfulness, feet Feed burdens, flame
  Before
2
Victor the on suffered the who is,
  Though all prays, Feed who faithfulness. conflict His soul,
  Who battle rose lives, on His the wears Calvary,
Who o’er thee!
Not foes,
  Who press:
’Tis thine crown—
  Feed my His for thy faithfulness, alone close
3
affright;
His sleeps,
  But His fear all to on aright.
He perfect alone—
  Feed His nor faithfulness, wisdom slumbers His thee faithfulness. soul,
  Then waits guide not Throne naught His will on shall is eternal saints my shall bless;
Th’ still,
  His Feed
4
see grace;
Closer till His shalt all Feed His glory on soul;
  So glad down shall own—
  Feed see
  The to on press;
Fling thou His upon my abandon thee heart
  In thy of His faithfulness, face,
Transforming faithfulness. great His His soul