“They that feared the Lord spake often one to another.” Mal. 3. 16
J. Kent L.M.
1
When saint to saint, in days of old,
Their sorrows, sins, and sufferings told,
Jesus, the Friend of sinners, dear,
His saints to bless was present there.
2
As members of his mystic frame,
Together met to bless his name;
While humbly at his throne we bow,
As “God with us” he’s present now.
3
O blest devotion! thus to meet,
And spread our woes at his dear feet;
Call him our own, in ties of blood,
And hold sweet fellowship with God.
4
His former visits we recount,
On Mizar’s hill and Hermon’s mount;
Yet still our souls desire anew
His sweetest, loveliest face to view.
