The series â€œThen Sings My Soul: The Hymns of My Youthâ€? (“HoMY”) continues. This week’s entry is from 1882, with words by Louisa Stead and music by William Kirkpatrick. I look at the lyrics and find myself (a) wondering how you “prove” Jesus and (b) wishing that fewer people had been so confident that they knew “Thus saith the Lord” concerning my life. Ah, well. There’s a peace in trusting Jesus, no matter. Many of these songs to which the lyrics are so familiar have a certain “rise” to them when you hear an instrumental version — particularly an instrumental that has a simplicity about it. In this case, following the lyrics I’ve got a video nabbed from YouTube with nothing but the finger-pickin’ instrumental. It isn’t all that long but I liked it, and hope you will too.
‘Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
and to take him at his word;
just to rest upon his promise,
and to know, “Thus saith the Lord.”
Jesus, Jesus, how I trust him!
How I’ve proved him o’er and o’er!
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
O for grace to trust him more!
O how sweet to trust in Jesus,
just to trust his cleansing blood;
and in simple faith to plunge me
neath the healing, cleansing flood!
Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
just from sin and self to cease;
just from Jesus simply taking
life and rest, and joy and peace.
I’m so glad I learned to trust thee,
precious Jesus, Savior, friend;
and I know that thou art with me,
wilt be with me to the end.
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