Sitting At The Feet Of Jesus (Live)

Sitting at the feet of Jesus

Oh, what words I hear Him say!

Happy place, so near, so precious!

May it find me there each day

Sitting at the feet of Jesus

I would look upon the past

For His love has been so gracious

It has won my heart at last

Sitting at the feet of Jesus

Where can mortals be more bless

There I lay my sins and sorrows

And when weary find sweet rest

Sitting at the feet of Jesus

There I love to weep and pray

While I from His fullness gather

Grace and comfort every day

Bless me, O my Savior, bless me

As I sit low at Thy feet

Oh, look down in love upon me

Let me see Thy face so sweet

Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus

Make me holy as He is

May I prove I've been with Jesus

Who is all my righteousness

He is all my righteousness

He is all my righteousness