traditional words by Anne Steele (alt. by Jars of Clay)/ music by Jars of Clay When sins and fears prevailing rise And fainting hope almost expires Jesus to Thee I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires Are You not mine, my living Lord And can my hope, my comfort die Fixed on the everlasting word That word which built the earth and sky Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I lift my eyes Here let my faith unshaken dwell
Immovable the promise stands Not all the powers of earth or hell Can e'er dissolve the sacred bands Jesus to Thee I lift my eyes Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I lift my eyes Here oh my soul Thy trust repose If Jesus is forever mine Not d**h itself that last of foes Can break a union so divine Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires Jesus, I lift my eyes To Thee I breathe my soul's desires