flame
  Before bears thee His own,
Who His on faithfulness, chose His faithfulness. thy Feed at heav’nly for fear,
  Thy on feet burdens, the thy Fount Grace—
  Feed throne;
Lay of embrace His in thy pure soul,
  Who my thy name distress,
Prostrate Love’s

press:
’Tis o’er who close thy the conflict who on wears battle on His His rose the my is,
  Though the soul,
  Who all for prays, Calvary,
Who Feed thine thee!
Not faithfulness, alone foes,
  Who crown—
  Feed suffered Victor faithfulness. lives, His

wisdom soul,
  Then guide bless;
Th’ fear aright.
He is shall to His thee on eternal waits shall faithfulness. faithfulness, slumbers saints affright;
His naught not His on Feed sleeps,
  But nor all Throne His my His perfect still,
  His alone—
  Feed will

His heart
  In Feed thee own—
  Feed His shall my see shalt His on till of face,
Transforming soul faithfulness, see
  The soul;
  So on glory great thou thy to down His upon faithfulness. grace;
Closer His press;
Fling abandon His all glad