Sitting at the feet of Jesus Oh, what words I hear Him say! Happy place, so near, so precious! May it find me there each day Sitting at the feet of Jesus I would look upon the past For His love has been so gracious It has won my heart at last Sitting at the feet of Jesus Where can mortals be more bless There I lay my sins and sorrows And when weary find sweet rest Sitting at the feet of Jesus There I love to weep and pray While I from His fullness gather Grace and comfort every day ♪ Bless me, O my Savior, bless me As I sit low at Thy feet Oh, look down in love upon me Let me see Thy face so sweet Give me, Lord, the mind of Jesus Make me holy as He is May I prove I've been with Jesus Who is all my righteousness He is all my righteousness He is all my righteousness