O precious word the Savior spake

Verse 1

O Precious word the Saviour spake, To his Disciples dear; Tho' you my friends, I must forsake, You need not doubt nor fear.

Verse 2

To my bless'd father I ascend, And leave you here below; I will remain your greatest fiend, And you shall find it true.

Verse 3

For that ye now lament and grieve, It answers for your good; The Holy Ghost shall you receive, The comforter from God.

Verse 4

Your souls shall be with grace endow'd: Your hearts abound with joy, Your fears shall vanish like a cloud! That with the winds do fly.

Verse 5

Ye shall reprove the world of sin, The sin of unbelief; Which evermore the cause has been, That men find no relief.

Verse 6

By faith in Jesus man is sav'd! Restor'd to God again; But unbelief keeps man enslav'd, And rivets Satan's chain.

Verse 7

My innocence and righteousness, Ye shall sufficient prove: When ye shall make the world confess That I do reign above.

Verse 8

The Prince of Darkness is condemn'd, With all his art and pow'r; And man is greatly to be blam'd To serve him any more.