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Sitting At The Feet of Jesus
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Watching, waiting ev'ry day; Trusting in His grace and power, Safe to keep me all the way.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
Listening at the feet of Jesus, His command to go or stay; Trusting always in His wisdom, Safe to guide when I obey.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
Seeking still the feet of Jesus, I would seek no other place; For 'tis there I claim the promise, Of the fullness of His grace.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.
When the toils of life are over, When my race on earth is run; May the evening shadows gath'ring Find me there when day is done.
Sitting at the feet of Jesus, Where I love to kneel and pray, Till His goodness and His glory, Drive the shadows from my way.