Old Air, “Oft in the Stilly Night”
Alone thro’ Thee is victory,
Thou art my joy and crown;
Alone to Thee, the glory be,
To Thee be all renown.
To Thee, to Thee, the glory be,
To Thee, my Savior dear,
My soul goes singing all the way,
For Thou art all to me.
My soul away to realms of day,
Would higher take its flight;
On Thee rely, still upward fly,
Thy love shall bear me right.
It is Thy will, Thy blessed will,
That I should perfect be;
Thy love untold, shall me uphold,
My life be lost in Thee.
David C. Cook/Arranged by T.M.T.