My birthday Celebration 1

As I journey through the land singing as I go,

pointing souls to Calvary - to the crimson flow,

many arrows pierce my soul from without, within;

but my Lord leads me on, through him I must win.

Chorus:

O I want to see him, look upon his face,

there to sing forever of his saving grace;

on the streets of Glory let me lift my voice;

cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

When in service for my Lord dark may be the night,

but I'll cling more close to him, he will give me light;

Satan's snares may vex my soul, turn my thoughts aside;

but my Lord goes ahead, leads whate'er betide.

Chorus:

O I want to see him, look upon his face,

there to sing forever of his saving grace;

on the streets of Glory let me lift my voice;

cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

When in valleys low I look toward the mountain height,

and behold my Saviour there, leading in the fight,

with a tender hand outstretched toward the valley low,

Chorus:

O I want to see him, look upon his face,

there to sing forever of his saving grace;

on the streets of Glory let me lift my voice;

cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

When before me billows rise from the mighty deep,

then my Lord directs my bark; he doth safely keep,

and he leads me gently on through this world below;

he's a real friend to me, O I love him so.

guiding me I can see, as I onward go.

Chorus:

O I want to see him, look upon his face,

there to sing forever of his saving grace;

on the streets of Glory let me lift my voice;

cares all past, home at last, ever to rejoice.

My hope is built on nothing less

Than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;

I dare not trust the sweetest frame,

But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.

When darkness veils His lovely face,

I rest on His unchanging grace;

In every high and stormy gale,

My anchor holds within the veil.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.

His oath, His covenant, His blood,

Support me in the whelming flood;

When all around my soul gives way,

He then is all my hope and stay.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.

When He shall come with trumpet sound,

Oh, may I then in Him be found;

In Him, my righteousness, alone,

Faultless to stand before the throne.

On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;

All other ground is sinking sand,

All other ground is sinking sand.

Happy Birthday to me......Longlife and prosperity in good health!!!