O Lamb of God, still keep me

O Lamb of God, still keep me Close to Thy wounded side; ' Tis only there in safety And peace I can abide.

What foes and snares surround me, What lusts and fears within; The grace that sought and found me Alone can keep me clean.

' Tis only in Thee hiding I feel myself secure; Only in Thee abiding, The conflict can endure;

Thine arm the victory gaineth O'er every hateful foe; Thy love my heart sustaineth In all its care and woe.

Soon shall my eyes behold Thee, With rapture face to face; One half hath not been told me Of all Thy power and grace;

The beauty, Lord, and glory, The wonders of Thy love, Shall be the endless story Of all Thy saints above.