1 My God! permit me not to be A stranger to myself and Thee; Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove, Forgetful of my highest love.
2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go?
3 Call me away from flesh and sense; One sovereign word can draw me thence; I would obey Thy voice divine, And all inferior joys resign.
4 Be earth, with all her strife, withdrawn; Let noise and vanity be gone; In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and there my God, I find.
1 O, Draw me, Father, after Thee! So shall I run and never tire; With gracious words still comfort me; Be Thou my hope, my sole desire; Free me from every weight; nor fear Nor sin can come, if Thou art near.
2 From all eternity, with love Unchangeable Thou hast me viewed; Ere knew this beating heart to move, Thy tender mercies me pursued; Ever with me may they abide, And close me in on every side.
3 In suffering be Thy love my peace; In weakness be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, O Father! in my latest hour, In death as life, be Thou my guide, And draw me closer to Thy side.
1 I Want the spirit of power within, Of love, and of a healthful mind: Of power to conquer every sin; Of love to God and all mankind; Of health that pain and death defies, Most vigorous when the body dies.
2 O, that the Comforter would come, Nor visit as a transient guest, But fix in me his constant home, And keep possession of my breast; And make my soul his loved abode, The temple of indwelling God!
1 I want a principle within Of jealous, godly fear; A sensibility to sin, A pain to find it near.
2 I want the first approach to feel Of pride, or fond desire; To catch the wandering of my will, And quench the kindling fire.
3 From Thee that I no more may part, No more Thy goodness grieve, The filial awe, the fleshly heart, The tender conscience give.
4 Quick as the apple of an eye, O God, my conscience make! Awake my soul, when sin is nigh, And keep it still awake.
1 My God, my strength, my hope, On Thee I cast my care, With humble confidence look up, And know Thou hear'st my prayer. Give me on Thee to wait, Till I can all things do; On Thee, almighty to create, Almighty to renew.