1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross I spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend.
2 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from his death.
3 Here I'll sit for ever viewing
Mercy streaming in His blood ;
Precious drops my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
4 Here it is I find my heaven,
While upon the Lamb I gaze;
Here I see my sins forgiven,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
5 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation,
Fix my heart and eyes on Thee,
Till I taste Thy whole salvation,And unveil'd Thy glories see.
- James Allen and Walter Shirley