Lord, Forever at Thy Side

Lord

for­ev­er at Thy side

Let my place and por­tion be;

Strip me of the robe of pride

Clothe me with hu­mil­ity.

Meekly may my soul re­ceive

All Thy Spir­it hath re­vealed;

Thou hast spok­en—I be­lieve

Though the pro­phe­cy were sealed.

Quiet as a wean­èd child

Weanèd from the mo­ther’s breast

By no sub­tle­ty be­guiled

On Thy faith­ful Word I rest.

Saints re­joic­ing ev­er­more

In the Lord Je­ho­vah trust:

Him in all His ways ad­ore

Wise

and won­der­ful

and just.