I stand; but not as once I did,
Beneath my load of guilt;
The blessed Jesus bore it all --
For me his blood was spilt.
2 I stand; but not on Calvary's Mount,
With arms around the cross;
I have been there, and left behind
Earth's pleasures, joys, and dross.
3 I stand e'en now where he appears,
In union with my Lord;
In him I'm saved, oh, wondrous thought.
I read it in his word.
4 Oh, bless the Lord! in him alone --
In him we are complete;
We live by faith! but soon in sight
Our coming Christ we'll greet.