Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, My Savior and my Head; I trust in Thee, Whose powerful Word Hath raised Him from the dead.
In hope, against all human hope, Self desperate, I believe; Thy quickening Word shall raise me up, Thou shalt Thy Spirit give.
Faith, mighty faith, the promise sees, And looks to that alone; Laughs at impossibilities, And cries, “It shall be done!”
To Thee the glory of Thy power And faithfulness I give; I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live.
Obedient faith that waits on Thee, Thou never wilt reprove; Bt Thou wilt form Thy Son in me, And perfect me in love.
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