Sweet and precious Jesus, All to Thee, all to Thee. Bring me to that land of rest, Which by faith I see— Bring me to that land of rest, Land, bright land for me.
Sweet and precious Jesus, All to Thee, all to Thee. In that land where bliss shall reign, Just beyond life’s sea— In that land where bliss shall reign, There I long to be.
Sweet and precious Jesus, All to Thee, all to Thee. Where the blest of ages meet, In that land so free— Where we’ll sit at Jesus’ feet, There I long to be.
Sources:
The Gospel Trumpet Company, Select Hymns, 1911 (211)
