752. I WANT THAT BLESSING

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WHEN Jacob met the Lord upon that lonely night,
And wrestled there alone until the morning light,
He won a princely title to gird him from the right,
I want that kind of blessing.

CHORUS

I want, I want that kind of blessing,
That saves and keeps, and satisfies the soul,
I want, I want that full salvation,
Till billows of heaven o’er me roll.
When Israel at last came into Canaan’s land.

The Lord His riches gave so full on ev’ry hand,
They drove their foes before them and dwelt a happy hand,
I want that kind of blessing.

This is the day of grace, the Comforter is here,
We are chosen race, our God is drawing near,
He’s waiting to be gracious the prayer of faith to hear,
And then He’ll send the blessing.