Text: | And can I yet delay |
1 And can I yet delay
My little All to give?
To tear my soul from earth away,
For Jesus to receive!
Nay, but I yield, I yield!
I can hold out no more;
I sink by dying love compell'd,
And own the conqueror.
2 Though late I all forsake,
My friends, my All resign:
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take,
And seal me ever thine!
Come, and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix my wav'ring soul,
With all thy weight of love.
3 My one desire be this,
Thy only love to know:
To seek and taste no other bliss,
No other good below,
My life, my portion thou,
Thou all-sufficient art,
My hope, my heav'nly treasure, now
Enter, and keep my heart!
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First Line: | And can I yet delay |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1791 |
Topic: | Petition |
Notes: | Public Domain. |