1.

At Your feet I long to stay, Lord,
So that I can learn of You—
From my lusts to flee away, Lord,
Godly nature to pursue.
At Your feet and dedicated
Unto You in all I do—
My life wholly consecrated,
I belong alone to You.

2.

At Your feet You give me power.
Jesus, I am weak, I know.
You’re my strength each day and hour.
You sufficient grace bestow.
This blest place I’m never leaving;
Then I’ll never thirst, I know.
Living waters I’m receiving.
Blessings from Your heart outflow.

3.

At Your feet I choose to stay, Lord,
When the devil comes with guile.
He would draw me from Your way, Lord,
Into sin that would defile.
At Your feet Your voice is guiding.
There I’m safe from his attack.
When I’m in Your wounds abiding,
He’s completely driven back.

4.

At Your feet with heart that’s burning,
There I gain a humble mind.
Godly fear I’m daily learning.
There Your wisdom I will find.
At Your feet Your ways I’m seeking.
Far from this world’s noise, it’s still.
There I hear the Spirit speaking;
There I learn to know Your will.

5.

At Your feet I choose to stay, Lord!
How I long to be set free
From this vessel made of clay, Lord,
Home forevermore to be.
Thank You, soon You’ll be returning,
Then Your blessed face I’ll see.
For that Day my heart is yearning!
You are everything to me!

Written by Mary Pedersen (published in 1916)Composed by Hart P. DanksText © Stiftelsen Skjulte Skatters ForlagNorway ⋅ G