Ephesians 4:29,30
Words by George Croly, 1780-1860
Verse 1
Spirit of God, descend upon my heart,
Wean it from earth, through all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.
Verse 2
I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
No sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies:
But take the dimness of my soul above.
Verse 3
Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart and strength and mind!
I see Thy cross, there teach my heart to cling:
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find!
Verse 4
Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
Verse 5
Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
The baptism of the heaven descended Dove;
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.
2 comments:
Wow! That is beautiful! Thank you for sharing that!
Blessings
Michelle
Beautiful, Jenny. I used to squeak this hymn out on my violin. It didn't sound that great but the richness of the words more than made up for poor musical quality! May our hearts ever cling to the cross. Thanks for sharing.
Karla
NW Houston
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