Scripture Verse

Wilt thou be made whole? John 5:6


Words & Mu­sic: G. B. Fields, in Hymns of the Chris­tian Life No. 3, ed­it­ed by Al­bert B. Simp­son, May A. Ste­phens & Mar­ga­ret M. Simp­son (New York: Al­li­ance Press, 1904), num­ber 58 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know Fields’ full name, or where to get a good pho­to of him (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


Oh, ’twas hea­ven to my soul
When the Sav­ior made me whole
By His love from above!
When He whis­pered, Peace, be still!
And sub­dued my stub­born will,
Glory shone from the throne.


Why not seek for a full­er bless­ing?
Why still cling to the mire and clay?
With His store­house so full of trea­sure,
Why go on in the same old way?

Oft we have a fore­taste here
Of the glo­ry over there,
And we sing to our king
As we walk by His dear side
And to Him our love con­fide,
Day by day, all the way.


Oh, ’tis hea­ven to the soul,
And ’tis joy be­yond con­trol
To abide at His side!
Why not now your all for­sake
And God’s rich­er bless­ing take?
’Tis for thee, full and free.