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At My Redeemer’s Feet

Johnson Oatman, Jr.

And [Martha] had a sister called Mary,
which also sat at Jesus' feet, and heard his word.

— Luke 10:39 —

I ask not for the highest place,
But find a spot more sweet
Where God bestows on me His grace—
At my Redeemer’s feet.

Tho’ waves of darkness round me roll,
I have a safe retreat;
No storm can ever harm a soul
At my Redeemer’s feet.

He gives me from His loving hand
“The finest of the wheat.”
I live in Heaven’s borderland—
At my Redeemer’s feet.

And when I reach the mystic sea,
Where earth and Heaven meet,
I’ll spend a blest eternity
At my Redeemer’s feet.

Come joy or pain, come weal or woe,
In Christ I am complete;
My highest place is lying low
At my Redeemer’s feet.


(Special thanks to Fellowship member Wanda Hilyer
for suggesting this hymn.)


To discover more hymns, visit our growing list of Powerful Poetry.


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