Frances Ridley Havergal,
Coming to the King
“ And where the verdant pastures grow With food celestial feedethGod is Love and God is Light God is Love, His mercy brightens All the path in which we rove, Bliss He forms, and woe He lightens, God is Light and God is Love Chance and change are busy ever, Worlds decay and ages move, But His mercy waneth never God is Light and God is Love.Thine eyes shall see the KingThine eyes shall see! Yes, thine, who, blind erewhile, Now trembling towards the new-found light dost flee, Leave doubting, and look up with trustful smile. ”
