How Precious The Promise

by Julia Sterling - (Fanny Crosby)

How precious the promise I read in the word,
Of Jesus, my Saviour to me,
That when I have finished the work that He gave,
My home in His kingdom shall be.

O what are the sorrows and trials of earth,
Compared with the bliss I shall know,
With Him, my Redeemer, where rivers of joy
Forever and ever shall flow?

Thus far on my journey by faith I have come,
And Jesus abides with me still,
And O what a lesson from Him I have learned,
Of trusting, and doing His will.

And when in the glory I look on His face,
With rapture that cannot be told;
The wonderful story of grace and glory
Will never, no, never grow old.