1 I greet thee, who my sure Redeemer art,
My only trust and Saviour of my heart,
Who pain didst undergo for my poor sake;
I pray thee from our hearts all cares to take.
2 Thou art the King of mercy and of grace,
Reigning omnipotent in ev'ry place:
So come, O King, and our whole being sway;
Shine on us with the light of thy pure day.
3 Thou art the life, by which alone we live,
And all our substance and our strength receive;
O comfort us in death's approaching hour,
Strong-hearted then to face it by thy pow'r.
4 Thou hast the true and perfect gentleness,
No harshness hast thou and no bitterness:
Make us to taste the sweet grace found in thee
And ever stay in thy sweet unity.
5 Our hope is in no other save in thee;
Our faith is built upon thy promise free;
O grant to us such stronger hope and sure
That we can boldly conquer and endure.
|First Line:||I greet thee, who my sure Redeemer art|
|Title:||I Greet Thee, Who My Sure Redeemer Art|
|Translator:||Elizabeth L. Smith (1868; Alt.)|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: His Praise; Christ: Kingly Office of; Christ: The Life4 more...|
|Source:||Strasbourg Psalter, 1545|