O Lamb of God, still keep us
Close to Thy pierced side;
‘Tis only there in safety
And peace we can abide;
With foes and snares around us,
And lusts and fears within,
The grace that sought and found us,
Alone can keep us clean.

‘Tis only in Thee hiding
We feel ourselves secure;
Only in Thee abiding
The conflict can endure;
Thine arm the victory gaineth
O’er every hateful foe;
Thy love our hearts sustaineth,
In all their cares and woe.

Soon shall our eyes behold Thee
With rapture face to face;
And, resting there in glory,
We’ll sing Thy power and grace:
Thy beauty Lord and glory,
The wonders of Thy love,
Shall be the endless story
Of all Thy saints above.