We have an advocate with the Father, Jesus Christ the righteous.
1 John 2:1
Words: Fanny Crosby, in Living Hymns, by John Sweney & John N. Wanamaker (Philadelphia, Pennsylvania: John J. Hood, 1890). Some hymnals give the author as Lizzie Edwards, one of Fanny’s pseudonyms.
Music: John R. Sweney (🔊 pdf nwc).
Come, O my soul, my every power awaking,
Look unto Him whose goodness crowns thy days;
While into song angelic choirs are breaking,
O let thy voice its thankful tribute bring.
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Tell how alone the path of death He trod;
Tell how He lives, thine advocate with God;
Lift up thy voice, while Heav’n’s triumphant throng,
Swell at His feet the everlasting song.
Think, O my soul, now patiently He sought thee,
Far, far away upon the mountain steep;
Then in His arms how tenderly He brought thee,
Home to His fold, a weary, wand’ring sheep.
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Sing, O my soul, and let thy pure devotion
Rise to His throne, thy Savior, friend, and guide;
Sing of His love that, like a mighty ocean,
Flows unto thee, and all the world beside.
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Soon, O my soul, thine earthly house forsaking,
Soon shalt thou rise the better world to see;
Then will thy harp, a nobler strain awaking,
Praise Him who died to purchase life for thee.
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