1 My goal is God Himself, not joy, nor peace, Nor even blessing, but Himself, my God; ’Tis His to lead me there—not mine, but His— At any cost, dear Lord, by any road.
2 So faith bounds forward to its goal in God, And love can trust her Lord to lead her there; Upheld by Him, my soul is following hard Till God hath full fulfilled my deepest prayer.
3 No matter if the way be sometimes dark, No matter though the cost be oft-times great, He knoweth how I best shall reach the mark, The way that leads to Him must needs be strait.
4 One thing I know, I cannot say Him nay; One thing I do, I press towards my Lord; My God my glory here, from day to day, And in the glory there my great Reward.
1 Just to be in You as You’re in me. Just abide in You, Lord, constantly. Here I’m one with You, as You’re with me. Here we’re joined as one, Lord, mutually.
God’s dispensing, His economy, In His Trinity, He’s transfusing, and He’s mingling All He is to me.
2 I am just a branch, and You’re the vine. As I dwell in You, everything is fine. Here I’d like to be, Lord, all the time. Here I’m Yours, dear Lord, and You are mine.
3 I’m a branch that’s been, Lord, grafted in. I’m supplied in You in this life union. Here Your riches, Lord, in this sweet life flow. As I dwell in You, I will surely grow.
4 As I dwell in You, and You in me, Here I’m joined to You, Lord, practically. As I stay with You, as You’re with me, We will mingle, Lord, subjectively.
5 As I’m loving You and enjoying You, Lord, You become in me the rhema word. Here I’ll pray in You as You pray in me. You’ll bear fruit in me, Lord, abundantly.
6 As I dwell in You, Lord You’re flowing through. Lord, You’re filling me, overflowing too. Here we all are one and expressing You. Here our joy is full as we dwell in You.