1 Our wishes would our ruin prove,
Could we our wretched choice obtain,
Before we feel the Saviour's love,
Kindling our love to him again.
2 But when our hearts perceive his worth,
Desires, till then unknown, take place;
Our spirits cleave no more to earth,
But pant for holiness and grace.
3 And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?"
Lord, I would seize the golden hour;
I pray to be releas'd from guilt,
And freed from sin and Satan's pow'r.
4 More of thy presence, Lord, impart,
More of thine image let me bear;
Erect thy throne within my heart,
And reign without a rival there.
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First Line: | Our wishes would our ruin prove |
Title: | Prayer for quickening grace |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1799 |
Topic: | Prayer for grace |