He’s Real to Me

He’s real to me

my Fa­ther God

I know Him through His pre­cious Word;

He’s real to me

my shep­herd king

I see Him now in ev­ery­thing.

He’s real to me

He’s real to me

My Fa­ther God is real to me;

My soul de­mands re­ali­ty

My Fa­ther God is real to me.

It’s real to me

my Sav­ior’s blood

By grace the truth I’ve un­der­stood

It’s pow’r o’er sin and fleshy lust

Is now so real I ful­ly trust.

The Spir­it’s real

His migh­ty pow­er

Protects me in temp­ta­tion’s hour;

In per­fect light He guid­eth me

And makes Him­self re­ali­ty.

His word is real

O soul re­joice

It is your bless­èd Sav­ior’s voice;

It tells you of His con­stant love

That in­ter­cedes for you above.

O soul

He will be real to thee

If thou but claim re­al­ity;

Be real thy­self in ev­ery part

Reality will fill thy heart.

His pro­mise is so real to me

Of His re­turn re­al­ity;

When I shall see His bless­èd face

I’ll praise Him for His won­drous grace.