Most precious in our Savior's sight

Verse 1

Most precious in our Saviour's sight, Are all his saints unnotic'd death! He bears them to eternal light, When they resign their mortal breath.

Verse 2

Precious the soul by him redeem'd; From threat'ning evils snatch'd away, Precious their dust, by him esteem'd, He'll raise it at the latter day.

Verse 3

Free from this world's unnumber'd cares, From Satan's rage, and human spite, From sin's distress, and gloomy fears; How precious this in Jesus' sight!

Verse 4

All this, and more, our brother proves; Now he the Son of man can see; He sees, he feels, he joys, he loves, And all from intermission free.