Sitting at the Feet

Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
O what words I hear him say!
Happy place! So near, so precious!
May it find me there each day; (aay)
Sitting at the feet of Jesus,
I would look upon the past,
(on the past)
For his love has been so precious,
It has won my heart at last

Bless me, O my Saviour, bless me,
As I'm waiting at thy feet,
(i am waiting)
O look down in love upon me,
Let me see thy face so sweet;
(Thy face so sweet)
Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus,
Make me holy as he is,
(as He is)
May I prove I've been with Jesus,
Who is all my righteousness.

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Writer(s): Rupert Cravens
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