Be Still, My Soul

Be still, my soul, for God is near; The Great High Priest is with thee now: The Lord of life himself is here, Before whose face the angels bow.

To make thy heart His lowly throne Thy Saviour God in love draws nigh. He gives Himself unto His own, For whom He once came down to die,

I come, O Lord, for Thou dost call, To blend my pleading prayer with Thine; To Thee I give myself, my all; And feed on Thee, and make Thee mine. Amen