I wake in the morning of His love,
Who is living for me in the glory above;
Ev'ry minute expecting He'll call me away,
And that keeps me bright all the rest of the day;
But the moments speed forward, and on comes the noon,
Yet still I am singin, "He'll come for me soon";
And thus I am watching from morning to night,
And pluming my wings to be ready for flight!
There's a Man in the Glory I know very well,
I have known Him for years, and his goodness can tell,
One day in His mercy He knocked at my door,
And seeking admission, knocked many times o'er,
But when I went to him, and stood face to face,
and listened a while to His story of grace,
How He suffered for sinners, and put away sin,
I heartily thankfully welcomed Him in.
We have lived on together a number of years, and
that's why I have neither doubtings nor fears.
My sins are all hid in the depths of the sea; they were
carried down there by the man on the tree.
I am often surprised why the lip should be curled,
When I speak of my Lord to the man of the world,
And I notice with sorrow his look of disdain,
When I tell him that Jesus is coming again.
He seems so content with his houses and gold,
While despising the ark, like the people of old, and yet at
His coming I'm sure he would flee,
like the man in the garden, who ate ate of the tree.
I cannot but think it is foolish of souls, to put all
their money in "bags that have holes".
To find in the day that is coming apace,
how lightly they valued the riches of grace.
As fond as I am of His work in the field,
I would leave go the plough, I would put on a sheild.
The weapons of service I would put on the shelf,
and the sword and its scabbard, to be with himself;
but I'll work on with pleasure His fruit may review -
is the Man in the Glory a stranger to you?
A stranger to Jesus what do you not know?
He is washing poor sinners much whiter than snow?
He you lived in a land where the Bible's unknown,
That you don't know th Man who is now on the Throne!
O,did you but know half HiS beauty and power,
you would not be a stranger in half an hour!
I have known him known him so long that I'm able to say
The very worst sinner He'll not turn away,
the question of sin I adorning see -
the Man in the Glory has settled for me.
And as to my footsteps, whatever the scene
The Man in the Glory is keeping clean;
and therefore I'msinging from morming to night,
The Man in the Glory is all my delght.
Who is living for me in the glory above;
Ev'ry minute expecting He'll call me away,
And that keeps me bright all the rest of the day;
But the moments speed forward, and on comes the noon,
Yet still I am singin, "He'll come for me soon";
And thus I am watching from morning to night,
And pluming my wings to be ready for flight!
There's a Man in the Glory I know very well,
I have known Him for years, and his goodness can tell,
One day in His mercy He knocked at my door,
And seeking admission, knocked many times o'er,
But when I went to him, and stood face to face,
and listened a while to His story of grace,
How He suffered for sinners, and put away sin,
I heartily thankfully welcomed Him in.
We have lived on together a number of years, and
that's why I have neither doubtings nor fears.
My sins are all hid in the depths of the sea; they were
carried down there by the man on the tree.
I am often surprised why the lip should be curled,
When I speak of my Lord to the man of the world,
And I notice with sorrow his look of disdain,
When I tell him that Jesus is coming again.
He seems so content with his houses and gold,
While despising the ark, like the people of old, and yet at
His coming I'm sure he would flee,
like the man in the garden, who ate ate of the tree.
I cannot but think it is foolish of souls, to put all
their money in "bags that have holes".
To find in the day that is coming apace,
how lightly they valued the riches of grace.
As fond as I am of His work in the field,
I would leave go the plough, I would put on a sheild.
The weapons of service I would put on the shelf,
and the sword and its scabbard, to be with himself;
but I'll work on with pleasure His fruit may review -
is the Man in the Glory a stranger to you?
A stranger to Jesus what do you not know?
He is washing poor sinners much whiter than snow?
He you lived in a land where the Bible's unknown,
That you don't know th Man who is now on the Throne!
O,did you but know half HiS beauty and power,
you would not be a stranger in half an hour!
I have known him known him so long that I'm able to say
The very worst sinner He'll not turn away,
the question of sin I adorning see -
the Man in the Glory has settled for me.
And as to my footsteps, whatever the scene
The Man in the Glory is keeping clean;
and therefore I'msinging from morming to night,
The Man in the Glory is all my delght.
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