SATB with organ. Text by Horatius Bonar. Optional soprano solo at beginning. A lovely meditation with rich harmonies and a nice accompaniment.
Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face,
here would I touch and handle things unseen;
here grasp with firmer hand eternal grace,
And all my weariness upon thee lean.
Here would I feed upon the bread of God,
here drink with thee the royal wine of heaven,
here would I lay aside each earthly load,
here taste the calm of sin forgiven.
I have no help but thine,
nor do I need another arm save thine to lean upon,
It is enough, my Lord, enough indeed,
My strength is in thy might alone,
Mine is the sin, but thine the righteousness,
Mine is the guilt, but thine the cleansing Blood.
Here is my robe, my refuge, and my peace;
Thy Blood, thy thy righteousness, O Lord my God.