歌词
Before Thy throne, O God, we bow and kneel;
Give us a conscience ever quick to feel,
Give us a ready mind to understand;
The fullest measure of Thy tender hand
Be still, my soul, and patient wait;
Our Savior stands with power great
From sin and death to be set free;
Bring us, O Jesus—bring us nearer Thee.
From sins that scheme to make the heart grow cold,
From love of pleasure, from the lust for gold,
Renew our hearts, Oh Lord, and make them true;
Incline them ever, God, to worship you;
Be still, my soul, and patient wait;
Our Savior stands with power great
From sin and death to be set free;
Bring us, O Jesus—bring us nearer Thee.
Be still, my soul: the hour is hastening on;
When disappointment, grief and fear are gone,
When we shall be forever with the Lord;
Sorrow forgot, love's purest joys restored.
Be still, my soul, and patient wait;
Our Savior stands with power great
From sin and death to be set free;
Bring us, O Jesus—bring us nearer Thee.