C.M. sung to Attercliffe 1 JESUS, our Lord, with joy we wait To see Thy blessed face; Though weak on earth our present state, Our strength is in Thy grace. 2 Thy precious blood shed by that grace To God has made us nigh, And sanctified us for the place Of worshippers on high. 3 By faith within the veil we're led, Where Thou hast entered in; "Not made with hands" the courts we tread, Nor e'er defiled by sin. 4 Responsive to the Father's heart In worship we would bow; Thy Spirit doth this grace impart To those who trust Thee now. 5 The way, the worshippers, the place, All sanctified by blood; Thy Spirit leads --- sweet fruit of grace --- In worship now to God. | Alternative tunes (C.M.) |