In the book which Thou art keeping

In the book which Thou art keeping,
In Thy Book of Life so fair,
Tell me, O my Savior, tell me,
Is my name recorded there?
Is it there? Is it there?
In Thy Book of Life so fair?
Tell me, O my Savior, tell me
Is my name recorded there?

Lighter far the daily trials
That my weary heart must bear,
Lighter far my toil and labor,
If I knew my name was there.
Is it there? Is it there?
In Thy Book of Life so fair?
Tell me, O my Savior, tell me
Is my name recorded there?

Tho� I oft have failed in duty,
Yet my faith still clings to Thee;
When Thou makest up Thy jewels,
Will my name remembered be?
Is it there? Is it there?
In Thy Book of Life so fair?
Tell me, O my Savior, tell me
Is my name recorded there?

Let me hear Thy loving Spirit
Softly whisper, �All is well,�
That my name in light is shining,
Where I soon with Thee shall dwell.
Yes, �tis there, yes, �tis there,
In Thy Book of Life so fair;
I believe, O bless�d Savior,
That my name is written there.

When from earth my tho�ts are winging
To the heav�nly mansions fair,
Let me feel the sweet assurance
That my humble name is there.
Yes, �tis there, yes, �tis there,
In Thy Book of Life so fair;
I believe, O bless�d Savior,
That my name is written there.