Jesus, Gentlest Savior

Jesus

gentl­est Sav­ior!

God of might and pow­er!

Thou Thy­self art dwell­ing

In us at this hour.

Nature can­not hold Thee

Heav’n is all too strait

For Thine end­less glo­ry

And Thy roy­al state.

Out be­yond the shin­ing

Of the far­thest star

Thou art ev­er stretch­ing

Infinitely far.

Yet the hearts of child­ren

Hold what worlds can­not

And the God of won­ders

Loves the low­ly spot.

As men to their gar­dens

Go to seek sweet flow­ers

In our hearts dear Je­sus

Seeks them at all hours.

Jesus

gent­lest Sav­ior!

Thou art in us now;

Fill us full of good­ness

Till our hearts o’er­flow.

Pray the pray­er with­in us

That to Heav’n shall rise;

Sing the song that an­gels

Sing ab­ove the skies.

Multiply our grac­es

Chiefly love and fear

And

dear Lord! the chief­est—

Grace to per­sev­ere.

Oh

how can we thank Thee

For a gift like this

Gift that tru­ly mak­eth

Heav’n’s eter­nal bliss?

Ah! when wilt Thou al­ways

Make our hearts Thy home?

We must wait for Heav­en—

Then the day will come.

Now at least we’ll keep Thee

All the time we may—

But Thy grace and bless­ing

We will keep al­way.