Text: | LORD, I Would Dwell With Thee |
Author: | C. H. Spurgeon |
1 LORD, I would dwell with Thee,
On Thy most holy hill:
O shed Thy grace abroad in me,
To mold me to Thy will.
2 Thy gate of pearl stands wide
For those who walk upright;
But those who basely turn aside
You banish from Thy sight.
3 O tame my tongue to peace,
And tune my heart to love;
From all reproaches may I cease,
Made harmless as a dove.
4 The vile, though proudly great,
No flatterer can find in me;
I count Thy saints of poor estate
Far nobler company.
5 Faithful, but meekly kind;
Gentle, yet boldly true;
I would possess the perfect mind
Which in my LORD I view.
6 But, LORD, these graces all
Thy Spirit's work must be;
To Thee, through Jesu's blood I call,
Create them all in me.
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First Line: | LORD, I would dwell with Thee |
Title: | LORD, I Would Dwell With Thee |
Author: | C. H. Spurgeon (1866, alt.) |
Meter: | 6.6.8.6 SM |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 2022 |
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