Satisfied with Thee, Lord Jesus

Satisfied with Thee

Lord Je­sus

I am blest;

Peace which pass­eth un­der­stand­ing

On Thy breast;

No more doubt­ing

no more trem­bling

Oh

what rest! Oh

what rest!

Occupied with Thee

Lord Je­sus

In Thy grace;

All Thy ways and thoughts about me

Only trace

Deeper sto­ries of the glo­ries

Of Thy grace

of Thy grace.

Taken up with Thee

Lord Je­sus

I would be;

Finding joy and sa­tis­fact­ion

All in Thee;

Thou the near­est and the dear­est

Unto me

un­to me.

Listening for Thy shout

Lord Je­sus

In the air!

When Thy saints shall rise with joy to

Meet Thee there;

O what glad­ness! no more sad­ness

Sin nor care

sin nor care.