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411. O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart

1 O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart,
And fix my frail, inconstant heart;
Henceforth my chief desire shall be
To dedicate myself to Thee.

2 Whate’er pursuits my time employ,
One thought shall fill my soul with joy;
That silent, secret thought shall be,
That all my hopes are fix'd on Thee.

3 Thy glorious eye pervadeth space;
Thy presence, Lord, fills every place;
And, wheresoe’er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee.

4 Renouncing ev'ry worldly thing,
And safe beneath Thy spreading wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in Thee.

Text Information
First Line: O Lord, Thy heavenly grace impart
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1870
Topic: Choice of the Christian; Christians: their life and experience; Self-Consecration (3 more...)
Notes: Author from index: Oberlin
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