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Beloved Jesus,
I have not loved you well
The many times Ive
turned
away only you can tell
But
I have come back running and have fallen at your feet
You
took me back with open arms, forgiveness is complete
My
refuge is the God of love; You are my best reward.
I set my mind on
things above my
joy, my rest, my Lord
Jesus
my Love shall guard me safe From every ill design;
And
to his heav'nly kingdom keep This feeble soul of mine.
Jesus
my beloved your counsels guide me right;
My
Joy will forever increase if In
your presence I delight.
One
day I ll see your lovely face With
strong immortal eyes;
And
feast with you on unknown grace With
pleasure and suprise.
Beloved Jesus,
your steadfast love prevails
So many times
you’ve borne me up when my ambition fails
There at the throne
of grace I stand protected from all harms,
I would rest within
your courts and shelter in your arms
Bridge:
He
knows my tears, he counts my groans,
His
Spirit heals my broken bones,
He is my beloved
alone…
Beloved
Jesus I love you-You are my great desire
Altars,
and rites, are n’er enough Without my Beloved’s fire.
To
humble souls and broken hearts He
with his grace comes nigh;
Pardon
and hope His love imparts, When
men in deep repentance lie.
Some words after
Isaac Watts
Anthony Foster
November 3, 2018
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