Be still, my soul! for god is near!

Be still, my soul! for God is near!
The great High Priest is with thee now
The Lord of life Himself is near,
Before Whose face the angels bow.

To make thy heart His lowly throne
Thy Savior God in love draws nigh
He gives Himself unto His own,
For whom He once came down to die.

He pleads before the mercy-seat
He pleads with God, He pleads for thee
He gives thee bread from Heav'n to eat,
His flesh and blood in mystery.

I come, O Lord! for Thou dost call-
To blend my pleading prayer with Thine
To Thee I give myself-my all,
And feed on Thee and make Thee mine.