Draw near me o God, near me
For my soul longs
Longs to be filled
To be filled by the brookside of thy loving kindness
Draw near me o God; near me
For to thy holy presence
My soul full of quivering reverence
Seeks day and night to flee
Draw near me o God, near me
For my soul longs
Longs to be filled
To be filled by the brookside of thy loving kindness
Draw near me o God; near me
For to thy holy presence
My soul full of quivering reverence
Seeks day and night to flee
My God My God why has though forsaken me,
was my cry meant to be.
But bestowed on Another,
Your Son, and now My brother.
Woe is me.
Sin would be no drudgery,
but youthful indulgence and jubilee.
O can you see the hypocrisy.
Being known by Him…by Love self… Yes indeed! Yes indeed!…Leaves no glory for self, but joy unspeakable joy… Giving glory to Him by which I am known and by which I can know…
Knowing Him joy unfathomable, but Being known by Him joy unspeakable…
O wretched man that I am.
Let me never say like many false teachers do:
O God loves me just the way I am.
Oh Father, let us go to every place!
And make known your immeasurable grace!
That one who once was a disgrace,
can now stand before your face,
since His righteousness does my sin replace!
Die ewige God is Hy,
Hy maak ons die skape van Sy wei.
Laat ons dan ons in Sy dienswerk verbly.
Tot Sy aangesig nader want daar sal ons vreugde verkry.
Waar is hy; wat kwaad praat van die Weg?
Wat hulle oor Christus sleep na die gereg?
For He reckoned Christ not his all.
Oh Father, help us, help us! To fall!
Roem dan nie op jou dae,
want more kan Hy rekenskap vra.
Hoe lank nog Vader? Hoe lank?
Keer tog terug! Dat my mond kan bewaar U dank.
Dat ek kan wandel al my dae,