I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord.
Philippians 3:8
Words: Charles H. Gabriel, Joyful Praise (Chicago, Illinois: Jennings & Pye, 1902).
Music: Zerubbabel Charles H. Gabriel, 1902 (🔊 pdf nwc).
So precious is Jesus,
My Savior, my king;
His praise all the day long
With rapture I sing.
To Him in my weakness
For strength I can cling,
For He is so precious to me.
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For He is so precious, so precious to me;
For He is so precious, so precious to me.
’Tis heaven below, my Redeemer to know,
For He is so precious to me.
He stood at my heart’s door
’Mid sunshine and rain,
And patiently waited
An entrance to gain.
What shame that so long He
Entreated in vain,
For He is so precious to me.
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I stand on the mountain
Of blessing at last,
No cloud in the heavens
A shadow to cast,
His smile is upon me;
The valley is past,
For He is so precious to me.
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I praise Him because He
Appointed a place
Where some day, through faith
In His wonderful grace,
I know I shall see Him,
Shall look on His face,
For He is so precious to me.
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