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.