Jesus Is The Way

 My soul doth magnify the Lord..

My hope, my comfort, my grace.

My heart sings a song, of promise and faith..

While I trust in the Lord at His gate.

Oh merciful Saviour, my friend to the end..

How I seek with yearning your presence.

Weakened and worn, but strong with might..

I stretch forth my hand, with delight.

My keeper, my love, my armour and shield..

My plight, is cast at your feet.

In hunger I go, for in you I trust..

To sup from your table, I must.

I hear your voice, on the wings of a dove..

In silence within my soul.

I cry out aloud, with groanings unknown..

As I yield, to the one on the throne.

Withholding nothing, I surrender my will..

For all that I have, is in you.

Depart from me not, as you write on the sand..

For love is in you, so I stand.

Unwavering rivers, of water to flow..

The latter to rain, where I go.

I will soak in your word, to proclaim to

the world..

That Jesus is the way, to behold.